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Moving Day

found this key in my pocket not sure how it got there suspect it’s been there forever every once in a while I put my hand in and just played with it wondering, pondering day dreaming the key was familiar I knew it deep in my knower yet it remained a peripheral curiosity in my busy life today I hold it in my hand it rings, vibrates with joy with abundance with ease I’m moving out the old house of my busy life with its rooms of hatred and anger of anxiety and fear of unworthiness no longer shelter me with their dank darkness the key led me to my true abiding home that’s been waiting for me forever if you want it my new address is 1 Kingdom of Heaven Mansion 333 Earth come, be my neighbor key's in your pocket 10.26.22

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Date: 10/26/2022 8:21:00 PM
Love the serendipity and whimsical tone of this profoundly serious poem, Becky. Sounds like you now have 'the key to the kingdom!' :) gw
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Becky Forbes
Date: 10/27/2022 6:41:00 AM
Perhaps we all do? I vote we go :-)