For The Sunday Whirl writing prompt: Wordle #197
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rescue, patron, day, measure, spread, race,
state, host, spend, ticking, cloud, humility
Careless Risking
Hard not to laugh
when others measure
in words like heroic
or humble. She was patron
of neither.
Spent her days racing
after ticking clock, too
often host to a state of cloudy
fear and foreboding.
Spread through her being:
the knowledge that she rescued
no one but herself from periodic
nightmares of being abandoned,
helplessly lost,
utterly alone.
Elizabeth Crawford 2/1/15
Soul's Music 
Really well wordled, but so sad!
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I think there are acceptable things to survive and become heroes of – i think keeping going can be an ultimate act of determination if not heroism…maybe ‘we’ make flags and ribbons and banners for those heroes who are easier to understand..and classify..all a bit neater and more palatable…but maybe cheers to those of us who get through each day with minimal damage and kindness and care for others..peaceful Sunday to you xo
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To be a rescuer is probably the most thankless task in the world.
Pilgrims Awhirl
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Being host to fear and foreboding, but living life nonetheless, is a silent act of heroism in and of itself! I enjoyed the direction you took with these wordle words.
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Nicely wordled, and utterly sad.
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Oh, I resonate! The human condition!
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Beautifully sad…
random words
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