Slaying Dragons
The meaning of life is in challenge without which ennui permeates Though daunted we are in each instance unnerved by the whim of the fates We are torn between conquest and safety Routine is our fortress of stone To thrive, we abandon its comfort and go fight our dragons alone They are never as fierce as imagined and throngs of them aren’t even real Draw up the courage to face them and return after closing the deal
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Resident of the USA most of my life, recently moved to Ireland with my wife, who has been a Waterford Ireland resident most of her life and we are back in this beautiful city. The future is still wide open. I have self-published two books on...
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