If I told you I’d found paradise
And knew the way there
It would be partly true.
Yes, I’ve been there,
On occasion.
I get back there,
Once in a while.
But if I spent my days
Lecturing about paradise
As if it were the house in which I lived,
Then, that would be a lie.
I live in the real world
Which contains all possible sorrows
And joys,
At any moment,
In no particular order.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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