The woman currently abiding
within this costumed realm
is merely a lethargic version
of the once-vital, now oppressed
miss, whose identification
was stolen by means of
unsolicited adversity.
The focus of this recanting
is to invite a perspective
that not only restores, but
aids in the teaching of other
shadow-selves, that to reassert
original nature is more than fair.
(I’ve stolen Stolen Identity from an earlier post. Art my own)
VJ another powerful poem!
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Thank you
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A powerfully encouraging statement
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Thank you, Derrick
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Love the lines. Also the bit about shadow-selves. I wonder how many we each have.
whose identification
was stolen by means of
unsolicited adversity
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I suspect many – we are rarely equipped to deal with some of what life throws at us.
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This poem carries such an important message.
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Thank you Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Very true. Getting the real self back is very difficult. I think it takes strength and emotional maturing.
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I think you right I.V, Thanks
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It does, indeed, I.V.
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Forgot to say – I love the image..
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Thank you.
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Once again you have hit the nail on the head with this one. I almost had my identity stolen due to acute anxiety and fear of living in a world that I simply didn’t understand, (and still don’t!) But I fought back and not only redeemed my identity but nurtured and grew it…….Thank you.
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You are such an inspiration, Janet.
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As are you..:)
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