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Stormy night, has passed, is gone. The rain has fallen, a lovely song. Awaken by the fire of shots, to close for comfort, the hear me nots. The train goes by, the rattling shack, loud and long, again awake. Longing for peace and quiet to come, a day to rest and feel the sun. A day where it all makes sense and I can go out for a run. Dreaming now of what could never be, freedom from the pain that seeks to take over all of me. Nonsense, stop the aching rage, the door is open, to leave the cage. It slams right in front of my face and I sit in gloom, I rest my case. Waking up, once again, must start this day and play pretend, it was just a dream,a fog like mist. A prayer goes up, one more thing on the list.

Much Love 💜 Much Life