Two epiphanies falling into the salted tears
Dreams can only carry beyond so many fears
Wish I knew how I got here
Wish I knew why for each step
Wish I knew when none of it would matter
Wish I knew how to hit the eject button
The ghosts are heavy to carry and feed
The ghosts are part of the tragedies
Meanwhile we wait for the miracles
Sure many will exalt the miracles
But the tragedies have their path to haunt
Wish I knew where on which track that runaway train was waiting
Categories: current events, identity, mental health, Psychology, society
psychologistmimi 
i KNoW NoThing PM,
i Am Wave
i Am Water
i Am Ocean
i Am Particle
i Am Wave
i Am Field i Am
BeLieve i Am BeLeaf
i Am BeLove i Am Forrest
Whole And Sure ‘A Real
Forrest Gump’ Too Hehe…
Or So
i BeLiEVE
i BeLeaf
i BeLove i Do…
me Just Another
River Flows No Fear Now
No Banks Will Hold This Will oF Love…
Repeat This ‘Prayer’ Three Instances
And Perhaps You Will Click Your Heals
Dear Alice or Dorothy And Return Home to Y.O.U. too…
-me
OBTW Merry
Christmas God Yes
Happy New Year SMiLes
NoW And All That Jazz Yes
Every Day Every NoW iNDeed
Just LiGHTiNG Newer Colors on LiVinG LoVinG Trees…
And Thank You For All Your Inspiring Every Day Words..:)
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