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Thinking back on my life. |
| Reflecting At Night I look up at the night sky, wondering where I can go to find peace that eludes me. Stars twinkle through the darkness, trying to point the way to the light; I guess I’m too blind to see it. A neon moon casts shadows, as I sit alone and try to think about why my life is wrought with pain. At a café on a busy street corner, I ignore the mayhem around me, longing to go back in time. Wishing I could rewind the clock to times when everything seemed right, and perfection was the way of life. As I study the night sky above me, I realize I wouldn’t be who I am today, if life had gone the way I had wanted it to. |