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Minutiae

Focus on the unimportant; Fret about the fluff. Then your mind’s too busy For the really scary stuff. Concentrate on clothes to buy, Colors for your paint; Then thoughts of mortality On consciousness won’t taint. Little aggravations can Monopolize attention; Thus the bigger issues stay In places we don’t mention. We are all much better off When we can agonize About the daily trivia That serve as a disguise. For underneath, such terrors lurk Which take away your breath. Let’s worry ‘bout a wedding – There’s no time to think of death.

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Date: 3/24/2013 3:11:00 PM
May your days be filled with minute details. May God's peace bestill your soul. May the avenue's of intersections show you where to go. And when the end of you wonderous journey comes. May you find your way to heaven in a miriad of woe. Peace.
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Date: 3/22/2013 3:12:00 AM
What a brilliant poem Ilene this is amazing , just love it xx
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Date: 3/21/2013 6:54:00 PM
this is SO true, and I am a master at it. hahaha. Loved it, ilene.
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