Chiming away, in complete disarray. Just like my mind, that’s okay. It will not be controlled, it cannot be detained. Time goes on day after day. Racing and pacing, having its say….
Tag: Self care
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Trail to tranquility….
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Soothing, calming my racing mind…
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I see through the lies. I see through the truth. I see in between. There I find proof…
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Friday night, weekend. Ezra Pound by my side. Blues subdued. Mellow feelings. Slowly healing. Ignoring the double dealings…..
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I can be happy and sad. All at once. That is allowable I believe…
Escape Reality 