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Powerful story enigmatically written for us to discover the reality
The dream is the reality
She was violated by a man
He became her husband (or partner)
He treated her like a slave, perhaps also as a sex slave and isolated her from the rest of the world (the bedroom)
He was promiscuous
He had a new lover or mistress
She's being torn apart: To stay or not to stay in the relationship?
But he already left her and their children (the fruits that she'd "be a shining shield")
She could settle just being loved
even though she didn't have to love him (she didn't say) --
perhaps for the sake of the family
She's afraid of the consequences of the sin to the generations to come
She's moving on and taking back her dignity
although she was devastated by the unpleasant 3:00 am surprise that her husband left her
She also found herself free . . .
Welcome to the Writers Circle, lomliyavi
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You did a good job on this piece of writting, keep it up.
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Thank you m n m n i, three different women actually.
A sick and dying wife, only few days remaining in her life and still longing for love and peace for her and everyone.
A forgotten partner
and yes you are correct here ,
An unwanted wife, freedom and happiness her only dream. The second level of her life, new beginning , fresh and start an everending circle of life with love, happiness and peace.
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Beaner, Thank you for your comments.
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I think you can write a poem
with this also
About a dying wife
then a forgotten partner
and an unwanted wife
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Didn't know you were able to write so well. Waiting for your next "surprise".
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I agree, you write well.
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Thank you GenieRaine,
You can see Invisible man thru his white shadow. Seek and find his best
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Thank you Evita
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I knew all the time that you could write. It didn't surprise me at all. Good work, Avi!
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This is really good and shows alot of emotion! I really enjoyed this.
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taylorswift Thank you, your comment is a booster like an extra protein in my daily energizer smoothy/shake drink.
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Good job... you did really good:)
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Reads like a poem in prose.
Full of questions - asks why we still ask why? Portrays a heartfelt sense of the fragility in which relationships are made, broken, but which, for many are ultimately the source from which they draw renewed strength.
One thing you made me think about here, which I must admit I found a little hard to follow - though nowhere near to the extent that my attempt to explain what I mean below will show - was your describing 'living' as 'borrowed life' (as opposed to the idea of 'our own life' lived as it were on borrowed time).
For me, at least, if we take this view on board its calls into question what is asserted in the next line where I/we/you make our 'own destiny . . . . . Having freedom . . . .etc'. If 'borrowed' then how far do we take responsibility for, or even therefore, are gambling with something that ultimately is not ours?
Perhaps too we might ask, from what or whom etc. do we borrow our lives from?
A niggly most probably pointless point to make - but which I nonetheless include, because I enjoyed this piece overall - more so as it gave me pause to stop, reread and think more deeply about the things you so ably refer.
Looking forward to reading more like this.
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