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The love I ask for is madness. The hope I wish for is sanity.
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TELL ME! as I scream into the oblivion. Tell me. as I say to the drive home. tell me, as I whisper to the hope, waiting for happiness to meet me halfway.
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Blessing in disguise
What truly is a blessing in disguise? A malfeasance, an interruption, a tragedy even, that derails the status quo of one’s life, only to eventually have realigned things on the path they were destined to be on? 
It is easy to look at this disruption with optimism, so long as it is isn’t happening to you. But for the bearer of the disguised blessing, a grieving period is almost necessary.
When the storm finally calms and the light gracefully settles upon the still water once again, truly then can peace be made to move forward.
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