Stages

It’s been a rollercoaster

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to say the least,

with the wait and hope for things to return back to normal.

Tensions getting high and anxiety soaring.

Random headaches and all sorts.

We’re all hoping.

We’re all seeking a way out

How do you measure progress?

Do you measure it by dates, times, or stages?

Do you feel satisfied towards the end or, are you left frustrated?

Does the means really equal the end?

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