Wishful Thinking
As i sit and watch the rain fall on my windows i gaze at how peacefully the sounds of the water dropping drip by drip. I observe my tears drip Down. And drip away in my Soul as i see my self dancing in the rain of a bright future finally at peace to feel the passion of Devotion placed at my feet with the actions of my flesh putting in all the work to make it in life. I strive each day for better giving my heart enough time to lounge in the chair underground so i can get my mind in shape. Imaging ways to be creative in my own mind being diffrent from any other woman u may see but still be me gracefully.
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