waiting...yearning.....the exasperated wants of my heavy heart.
I sit amidst this abyss,wondering when that lemon tree so pretty,will squeeze out happy seeds of succession which will grant me my every considerable need. Happiness with Fame,fortune,and recognition.

For now I'm against the proverbial wall,not being able to move...panicked and motionless,I can only rush in my thinking of how I can begin to complete my life's true meaning.


A rock in a hard place. A stone unturned. A boulder anchored to a cavern. Limestone is scattered across the countryside,as dahlias paste the grass with illuminated beauty.




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