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Pain, while unpleasant, does serve a purpose.
It lights the fires that make the poet pick up pen.
An all-too-content person has no need for expression.
So it's like the proverbial 2 edged sword.
It also raises the awareness level of those so inflicted.
Simple pleasures, as well as hurts, are greatly magnified.
I remember, at one of the lowest points of my life...estranged
from wife and kids, mom just died, and I lost my job-
I took a horrendous job cold calling to try to sell
copy machines- my compensation- $150 week which
I used 3 times as much in gas and wear and tear.
But the most devestating wear and tear was on my
ebbing sense of self respect.  I was considered a "pest".
My card, handed over, torn before my eyes, thrown in
a waste basket....and I did my best, until after a few weeks,
I was so worn down, I couldn't go on.  But the worst thing,
I'd go sit on the beach boardwalk, and watch seemingly
happy famlies, couples holding hands, love obvious in
their eyes.  I did not want to live.  I was somehow seperated
from the normal world.  I even strongly contemplated suicide.
Only my religious conviction of it's sinfulness stoped me...
(and helped, in good measure, by being a coward.....)
That was then.  But poignant journal entries were made..
And now is now.  And music and poetry are my reasons
to continue....Poetry Soup was like winning a lottery...
all my new friends...all the fun and kidding...we are a family.
Thank you all.  tom

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