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In the Middle.

In between pain

And bliss

There is a place 

Called balance

 

Where nothing soars too high

And we do not fall too low

Contentment is what I cherish

Sat straight in the middle

Of I am enough

 

I have no need for anything more

I do not miss

What I haven’t got

I am wholly contented

With my lot. 

C.K.23.

 

 

 

 

 

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