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“Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can’t see from the center.” Kurt Vonnegut
The Edge Of The Possible Can you take me to the edge of who I am, because I can't take myself there, I can only take me wherever I am, but you, you can take me beyond, you can take me to that blurred place, the frayed line where everything and nothing is possible. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
A thought-provoking poem. The older I get, the more risk-averse I’ve become. The only way I’ll get close to the edge is if I’m wearing a safety harness.
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I think we all need a harness, but we also need a push to take even small risks, especially in self-discovery – it’s so difficult to embrace.
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The only area of my life I’m taking risks is with my writing (which I never expected to do).
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A big risk really on every level, not least the mind.
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So true, lucky to have a “you”☺️
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Indeed 😊
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Beautiful edgy love poem ❤️
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Beautiful poem.
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Many thanks 🙂
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I agree, risk on every level. Well said, Paul.
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Thank you Amy 🙂
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Reblogged this on Wonders of Wandering.
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Thank you so much for that.
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Those who challenge us out of love are keepers. 🙂 Lovely writing, Paul!
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Yes, yes indeed Susi, thank you very much 🙂
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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Wow great poem – left wondering who the you is??
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It’s the possibility of other – person or divine – who can take another further along the journey.
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