And a few did often, by willing of the mind,
what so many did not. And this
made for depths of exhaustion,
jealousy, and fear. Though the same rules
applied, they were never searched for and
they were never learned. They were
never even dreamed of.
-M. Taggart
mtaggartwriter 
Wonderfully expressed!
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Beautiful piece
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Thank you and happy Thanksgiving
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Happy Thanksgiving to you too
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So nicely put!
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Lovely words, Matt. Deep… 🙂
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❤️🙏🏼
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This made me think beyond the confines of the words themselves. To a world of rules, simple and complex, limited concept of true freedom. An inability to dream bigger or escape the now. I don’t know, depression, inner city life, jail, so many things.
More than anything, it reminds me of Lou Reed’s “Dirty Boulevard”.
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And you, completely get it.
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🙏🏻 you write beautifully clear poetry that evokes images and feelings. I don’t know how or why I thought what I did. It was just there, and powerfully so.
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that’s amazing..thank you for sharing this with me
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You’re welcome. I wish I could understand it better, but it is what it is. And I’m grateful for it.
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