Respite from…

the break down of marriages that once brimmed with hope and thrill.

the loss of power when our world collides.

the shattering of dreams held pregnant by time and space.

the rubble of buildings that lay on top of a nation.

the illusion of something that was never there.

the mortar of hate and the glue of selfishness that taints even the most pure action.

the lure of distraction that entertainment can offer.

the displacements of sons and daughters during divorces.

feigned hope, pious language, smiling faces but empty hearts.

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