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Mavis's Melting Pot
Thinking is open to anybody, rich or poor. I do hope that my thinking makes you think.
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Take Away My Tears And Let Me Learn.Entry #335912
Please take away my tears and let me learn. Clear my eyes because when they are brimming they cloud my vision. I view the world only through my emotions and colours are not true to the original.

Take away my tears and let me learn. Clear my thoughts because I find it hard to stop doing things for everybody else. I am like a sponge that absorbs, soaks up the world and I become so sodden I drown my identity.

Take away my tears and let me learn. Clear my way, let me find straws to clutch to save my soul. I think perhaps I am a crushed angel, not because I think I am an angel, but because at times I have had my spirit crushed and broken.

Take away my tears and let me learn. Clear away my broken pieces and let me become whole. Let me stand up for what I believe in and believe in myself
Oh please let me have my tears removed. Take away my tears and let me learn.

Today is a strange day. I have just spent a fantastic day with my family celebrating the birth of my firstborn, a son.
He is thirty five today. I remember the baby, the toddler and the boy and am so proud of the man.

Every time he has a birthday I look at him and there is a blurring of my vision and I almost see double. I spend the day celebrating and blinking back the tears, silent because I can not spoil the day and yet there is this shadow that is almost visible. For you see, my firstborn, Stephen, should have been a twin and I lost his twin.

So many times I have had my spirit crushed and broken.
Take away my tears and let me learn.
Happy birthday, wherever you are!

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