April 6, 2015
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Sense processes differently in this place
Senses both heightened and depressed
Everything encountered is magnified by large degree
Each single thing has weight not experienced elsewhere
Trust is paramount to your survival in the arena
Take without giving, without consideration, and you are alone
Face value is not something that takes place here
Factoring worth happens on a much different scale
Open and observable character is good to display
Oh God help you though if what you show is just a show
Roam freely but understand this contracted space
Reaching hands are almost everywhere you travel
There are like all places, misplaced senses of entitlement
The expectations are few and the few there are, are meagre
Hope is of a completely different nature from what was the norm
Hell is isn’t just a curse, its a very real practical fact of life
G.R. Hambley ©
April 06, 2015
There are places I go and things I see that many won’t and don’t.
There are people that will talk to me when they won’t talk to others.
There are some that can’t get along with others and can get along with me.
There are those in all walks of life high and low that grow from outreach