I found myself a place
amongst loneliness
and rejection.
I decorated it
in shades of fear
and doubt.
I thought I was driven there
but I walked there
myself.
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A Patient Voice 
Reblogged this on Lorraine and commented:
There are many that experience this , there’s always a way out.
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Exactly, and sometimes I need to hear someone else say it, so that I can follow it.
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Love your writings ✍ deep but it carry a lot of truth. ❤
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Thank you!
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You can always walk back – you know the way. Your words show a real capacity for beauty, even in the darkness.
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I totally understand, been there myself. I would love a reblog, it’s much easier today. Hugs.
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Sometimes life brings us to unexpected places. As you pass through the fire keep going.
I know what it is to have lots of responsibility and obligations.
Many times my juggling act has gone sour but remember that the storm is passing over. Life is cyclical and will turn around. God bless you.
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Thank you for your compassion, empathy and integrity. God bless you as well. Harlon
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Sending you prayers, hugs and Love 💘❤💓💕💖💗💜💝💞
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Since this realization has come back home to you at the perfect time, I’m excited about the possibilities of how you will decorate now, and where you might walk next. 🙂
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I’m so happy that you can see the light peeping through the fog.
As a writer who works from home, I spend most of my day alone. Over time, it became easy to isolate myself from disagreeable company. Losing my best friend in March last year has been a great blow to me. We used to meet once a month for lunch and chat over the phone. I am grateful for my writers’ critique group that meets once monthly to discuss our work in progress.
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It’s funny you should mention this, I think the two things I have learned over time are to always be grateful and to always exercise compassion. Your writings demonstrate you do the same. Peace, Harlon
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Such talent at 16! Amazing how concepts never go out of style. I love this. xx
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Thank you…I feel there is a song somewhere in this, but it’s funny how at certain points in our lives we see or at least sense our truths. xo Harlon
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Important insight. Peace!
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Life is sometimes, like the Pollock’s painting, a kind of dripping… 🙂
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I think it’s OK if life feels like a bit splatter sometimes and that is the great thing about writing, is we can share our splatters. 🙂 Harlon
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Incredibly powerful!
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Coming from someone like you, that means a lot to me. Wait, I don’t know if I said that right, I think you are awesome to receive a compliment from you is an honour. Funny thing is I actually wrote this poem when I was 16 years old – everything old is new again, or nothing really changes. xoxo Harlon
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The pleasure is all mine. I am honoured you think so much of me and my work. 16 year old you was incredibly astute and your talents have grown and flourished, as no doubt you have also. You have made my day today, thank you so much xoxo Lucy
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And I have no doubts that you have flourished from that awkward age of life called 16 years old. Stronger together, Harlon
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Well written. I am in the same boat. I tend to isolate myself when I feel the world is too scary.
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I think or maybe I have learned – it’s hard to tell the difference sometimes, but I think hiding is not always a bad thing. It is from hiding that we emerge stronger. xoxo Harlon
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I think you’re right. Maybe hiding allows healing and growth?
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