Ignore the pain. I do not miss The pleasure out there tempting me. Such blindness! How I failed to see That there's a whole world more than this With righteousness that brings pure bliss. Manipulators walk around With advertisements safe and sound. Beware their busted sugar rush Deceiving while our morals blush. It sinks like dust on lifeless ground.
Linked to Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge where the rhyme word “bliss” is to be used in one of the A lines of a décima having rhyme scheme ABBAACCDDC.


Brilliant 💜
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Thank you, Willow!
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💜💜💜
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Thank you!
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Such beautiful fall colors!!
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Thank you, Pragalbha!
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Nice one Frank. I felt this. Very profound 🙂
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Thank you!
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Good words, Frank! Nicely written, with beautiful photos, also. As usual. 😀
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Thank you, Jenna!
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WOW, 5-STAR, Frank!
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Thank you!
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Welcome!
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So well said, Frank!
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Thank you, Crystal!
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Beautiful Beautiful!!
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Thank you!
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Nice. People could connect with this one and use it for their own interpretive reasons. Very well done.
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Thank you, Ronovan!
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