Because we live in an imperfect world...it might be more natural to not fit in sometimes...so, let's say that you are where you are on a sidewalk at night...and you imagine a soldier in a field on the other side of the world...is that fitting for Memorial Day? Someone else on the other side of the world is alone. Someone in the same town is alone. Some other night will be different. Pain is progression...going from one state to another...this is why some people become deeply contemplative. The earth is a work in progress. Sometimes, you get through things. Another day will be different. Another night will be different. This is what it is. Things can and will change...evolve...soften...mellow...the wind can remind you...
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