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Storm in my head

This morning I was lying in my bed With a storm going inside my head Sometimes there are little things that bother me Which are too miniscule to see When I read the news later today I realized how lucky I am to wake up each day I told myself, at that moment I am not going to spend time on relentless vent Life is too short to worry about the trivial You should forgive people for the venial Those who can’t see the good in you Do not deserve to be in your chosen few

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Date: 3/9/2018 10:44:00 AM
Positive vibes...Storm hurry blow away...All the best
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