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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Green Shoot
[time] => 2019-05-15 19:53:24
[hometext] => A musing on the paths of life we take based on our choices
[bodytext] =>
I didn’t grasp the green shoot, which
in youth, was mine by right.
Now it’s beyond my fingertips,
indeed, well out of sight.
I was always on my tippy-toes,
grasping that unearned.
I missed the shoot, the leaves and all,
such a bitter lesson learned.
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