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Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

On the road of life one can travel millions of miles. To traverse this distance sanely one must have a companion; someone to tell you to “Watch Out!” when an obstacle fast approaches; someone to hum the tune of that song of which neither could remember the lyrics. Yes a companion would be nice. I walk alone.

Don’t get me wrong. I have the strength given to me by Him who saved me. He has given me a great deal of courage and comfort. I thank God every day for what He has done in my life. And I have a wonderful family. I love all of them, including my new step family. I have even made some decent friends in Idaho.

But I need a companion; someone to share my fears and my desires; someone who’s life reflects the music she creates just by sharing a single thought. It is an impossible search. The perfect relationship is a chirping canary in the mineshaft of despair.

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