identity

And, I wept

I stand before a deep red sea

Staring out into the horizon

Wondering whether to flee

Knowing that already there are many spies in

And, despise them I do

Betrayal runs deep

But I stand still asking for a clue

I do already know I will leap

For I will weep

Weep a vast amount of courage

And, once again be whole

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  1. Ah The Gift of Tears
    Dear What Strength
    Dear Tears Will Bring
    For True When Tears Dry
    Up With the Rest of Human Emotions
    There Will Be No Gas Left to Feel Naked,
    Enough, Whole, Complete For i Do Remember
    March of 2013, 63 Months into Hell Then A Cat
    Named Sunny Boy As We Called Him So As He
    Looked Like A Duplicate
    of Our Cat Yellow
    Boy Who Wandered
    Up From the Woods on
    Or About Christmas 2012
    Could Have Even Been that Mayan
    Prophecy Day on the Winter Solstice Then
    An Outside Cat He Was Yes Cats The Closest FRiEnDS
    i Could Find to Bring me Back to Soul As If They Came
    to me As Saviors
    From the Wild to
    Try to Heal What
    Was Lost Then Within of me
    Yet There was Another Scrappy 6 Pound or
    So Black and White Tabby We Called Oreo
    Who Was Not Afraid of Even Humans Hissy
    Fitting His Way We Figure He Was the one
    Who Fought
    And Injured
    Sunny Boy
    As We Took Him
    to the Vet And For All
    Those Months Life Was Death
    Yes Just Living Death So As the Vet
    Examined Him He Found Poor Sunny
    Boy With Ripped Up Face Had Kitty Aids
    As Yellow Boy Already Housebound With Feline
    Leukemia then to Protect Any Outside Unvaccinated
    Cats…
    Sadly We Were
    Faced With No
    Hope For Sunny Boy
    The Vet Helped Us Make
    The Very Difficult Decision
    So one of the Strings to Potential
    Healing of my Soul Was Gone And Strangely
    When i Walked Out off There in the Broad Blue
    Sunshine
    i Noticed
    Briefly in
    The Crisp
    Cool Spring
    Air
    I Was Alive ALiVE
    And How Fortunate
    My Empty Breaths Still
    Came to me then Just
    one Breath of Relief
    And What Really
    Surprised me
    is the Rain of
    One Tear That First
    Feeling of Inner Warmth
    From Any Experience of Life
    i had Then for All 63 Months And
    Even With All the Pain Dragging
    Myself to the Military Gym With Shades
    On And Ear Plugs of course As the
    Outside World Brought So Much
    Pain to me in All Sights
    And Sounds then
    My Legs
    That Structurally
    Could Still Press 500 Pounds
    Then Felt Actually Somewhat Strong
    Then for the First Time Solid in 63 Months
    It Didn’t Last Long Yet i Surely Realized Then HOW
    MUCH OF A LIE IT WAS IN ‘TRUMP TOWN USA’ WHEN
    ALL THE MEN AND BOYS SAID EMOTIONS ARE ONLY FOR
    SCHOOL
    GIRLS
    AS SUCH
    YOU KNOW BE A BIG
    MAN BIG BOYS DON’T CRY…
    BIG BOYS DON’T CRY NOW
    i Am Really A Man And i Cry Every
    Chance i Get Mostly Tears of Joy for Just Living Now Still…
    i Don’t Know if this Story Will Help Yet i am the Kind of Hero
    Who Never Gives Up And Never Expects Anything at all in
    Return
    Lesson
    Real Now of
    Sunny Boy Still…
    The Real Hero
    And Lesson of Devil
    Cat Oreo Too Some Days
    A Devil Will Help Bring Back
    Heaven too We aRe All Connected
    Our Sadness Heals And Some Days Our Happiness Harms
    DarK BRinGS LiGHT LiGHT Brings DarK Story of Oreo Indeed
    True too…
    Every
    Hero
    Who
    Helps Us
    Breathe Just One More Breath…

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