Oh, Generous Love……

Grateful Heart November Writing Prompt from Raven Hawke Promptly Written.

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Oh, be generous love; Come find me. My feet are sore and my heart is tired from looking for you, you see. I feel worn, weak, and weary. Most of all confused. Generous lover I don’t want to feel used. I feel like I am empty, just running on fumes. I know generosity does not last. I have learned this and many…

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I long ago realized that we make it harder on ourselves to be happy & to find love. After several failed attempts of my own. Now I'm in pursuit of both.

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