At this crossroad once again.
When will this insanity pass?
When will I ever find courage to conquer my fears?
I look at myself in the mirror.
I'll be ok. I'll be fine. I will survive.
This is the storm before that beautiful rainbow we dream about.
Peace, will it come to me soon?
I dream so often.
I could run in my dreams.
I could disappear.
I could laugh and I was free.
I could dance.
I was me.
Where am I now?
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