My best
My best
I designated places and detailed the plans for where my heart and soul would retire and I would b at my best.
I would be the rock for my family and friends and whisper to them often that this is not when your life ends and give them love...
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Unfortunately. ..
I was deceived by the meaning of love…I thought if you loved them that they would love you back.
I thought everyone had a soul that would shine and b the guiding light for those in need
But I’ve learned different here in the last days of my life…
in the end, Most family and friends do not feel your love or give it in return and souls are absent and one’s path is dim.
So, this is where my soul retires and I don’t think I’m at my best.
Karen powell
Copyright © Karen Powell | Year Posted 2025
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