Lost

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Lost.

In the Dark. Fueled with fear and doubt.

A hand reaches out for me. Holds my desperation in contradicted fingers, cradles my loss, accepts my head and shoulder.

Never judges, rejects or criticizes.

I am cared for.

I have been warmed.

I feel accepted. Not alone.

Published by ramblingsfromanunpavedmind

I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce speaking of their past. Sometimes, their voices end in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional. My passions include my family, music, working in electronics, mechanics, stone, and concrete. Better to know a little bit about everything than everything about one thing. Quote from Pascal.

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