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Slouched in their shortcomings, their feet glued in old patterns, there is nothing they can do for me.
Trapped in the nets of their conditioning, I perceive them, as I realize their inability to lead me to happiness, I see clearly I can no longer expect anything from them.
The foot that I lifted from the platform of “expectations from others”, I now place it on a limitless beach, which we all live on, though not all aware of it yet.
I stop binding my happiness to their presence.
Always incomplete and discontinuous, I wait for them in the depths of my soul.
There, time is dissolved and their inner struggles, though I may deplore those, I no longer have reasons to fear losing anything.
As I calmly wait for their foot to gently set on the infinite beach,
The winds of storms hardly carry me away.
I walk slowly.
If they see me walking, the may learn something
Notes & Silence 
They have no more business relying on you than you on them.
Each must find his own way to, and along, that beach.
There is no common path, no applicable example, I think
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