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Hunting for success
Lives spent pursuing shadows
Only ghosts remain
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Very nice! xoxo!
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Thank you, Beckie :0 x
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A very perceptive haiku for all those politicians out there at the moment and many of these gone before. You are really stirring my political consciousness with haiku Sue.
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And yet, I never talk politics on here… not exactly 😉
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So very true!
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We are all chasing shadows, Anita wonders if the shadows are in fact, chasing us…
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Or perhaps we are the shadows chasing reality 😉
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thanks, Jaye x
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This is so powerful, Sue. The photo and the tanka together form a strong emotional visual.
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Thank you, Jan.
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The only way to live 💜
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Wonderful poem, Sue. Perhaps we are the ghosts that remain after a life of chasing success. 💕🤗💕
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Or perhaps both are only illusions cast by a soul seeking its way… xx
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I like that! Hugs
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