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blessinginthiscurse

Published: May 5, 2015

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I woke up this morning
and unlike other mornings,
when yet another day would make me go astray;
i felt relief.
Like a war ended today.
Happy, at the idea the world keeps spinning with no delay.
Nostalgia,the little momments
make me blithe, i smile, silent.
I'm halfway to a happy life, only halfway,
Marvellous may day.

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NoctemScriptor

Jun 7, 2015

Always a pleasure and a relief when time seems to be by your side, in front of you, fighting along in that war!
Great point of view and narrative!

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