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The Clearing

The sordid thought thicket thrives within the dungeon of the dark mind, where the web of tormenting roots wriggles, entangles all the escape routes, as qualm deconstructs life’s forest path. Unsure frail footsteps falter, deranged wobbly tread dithers, the root trap and the abyss wait for the traveller, worn out of walking long, going jaded to nowhere in the jungle of life. The survival struggle starts as shovel of resolve upturns the security soil, fells the trees, removes the mesh and the darkness, the crafted pasture of freedom then looks up to the sky above the dismal canopy. Destiny isn’t a pretext, the walk is one’s own walk through the murky maze of the forlorn forest, where the insightful impulse carves out a pasture transforming into the garden of bliss, the inner vision configures in the clearing. _____________ February 17, 2023 Contest : The Clearing Sponsored by : Craig Cornish For Brian Strand Premier No. 1194

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Date: 2/25/2023 7:04:00 AM
So lovely Subimal. Congratulations on your win. :)
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