Tuesday, 23 August 2016

IT'S NOW WITHIN HER GRASP:

Finally,

She's found the place,

That it is hidden!

She reaches for it,

Tenderly folds her fingers around it,

Ah, the Holy Grail,

The Golden Chalice,

She hugs it to her,

The birds wheel overhead,

Calling to one another,

And her spirit soars,

For she is not alone anymore.

How I Quit the Ratrace and You Can Too - My last blog post

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