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Posted by Simon Parke, 17 July 2017, 3.49pm

When you’ve lit a candle in the window, and no one has come

When you’ve planted a flower, but the flower doesn’t live

When you’ve thought ‘I could do that’ but others are chosen

When everything you’ve been building has been building to nothing

When you hope for more, but feel only less

When you walk by the sea of abandonment, a cold moon above

and feel the water seeping in your shoes

When the terror will be quieted no more

Go to yourself, go to your cell, close the door and sit kindly with your life

And start again

With neither expectation nor fear

And deserving both nothing and everything

Sometimes you simply wipe the old slate clean with your wretched tears

and with unheard-of strength, only distantly rumoured

You start again

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