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November 9th, 2016 1:30pm

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From my "Post-scription" series.  (AKA After Words)
   Offering Words as Medicine to the Suffering.
"I wanna sit down," he said "have good cry," he continued "and hug the world" he whispered. Or, he pled. Or, he wishpered. " . . . and be hugged back." he finished. Well, some math for your wrath. The only thing I know that doesn't fit the paradigm of yin and yang that give and take that we take or leave. That know-it-all bit of simple simplicity. Is in a hug. There, in the hug, there is no receiver, no giver. There is no one who is the yang one, the yin. For each gives as each receives. Not first this, then that. but each with each at once. Two at once. Twice, as nice. So, I say. Don't wait. Don't pine. Don't ache. Don't fret. hug the world. in those ways that you've for so long rehearsed. hug the world plant a seed feed one in need hug the world sing a song right a wrong hug the world don't seethe, grieve then dance hug the world share your sunlight hug the world bare your heartlight hug the world for, if you do it must, it simply must I mean...it's math it must hug you back. -ShhDragon (for Nick D'Antoni.)

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