I realized
today
that I believed I was a version of myself
that died years ago.
Looking inward
I spied the stranger I had become
and, curious
I extended the hand of friendship.
Isn’t it amazing
how time clouds the mind?
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
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This is indeed a thought that many have had of a previous life and I wonder would they extend a hand of friendship back. Well written
Fränz, the image of extending friendship to the stranger you’ve become is what struck me most. It’s such a gentle, curious response to something that could easily feel like loss. Well written, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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