He fell hopeful as the rain
in the bosom of her love,
while she gazed at the clouds
which seemed to shiver.

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He fell hopeful as the rain
in the bosom of her love,
while she gazed at the clouds
which seemed to shiver.

What looked like yesterday
out a kitchen window I saw
tomorrow and everyday
moving forward
as carefree as
a walk in the park.

It’s not the job that does a man in
but the off-days,
when he’s got the time
but still can’t find the reason.
Did you know that feeling weird
suggests something supernatural or uncanny
and that feeling this way,
unsettled and mysterious to even yourself
is an extraordinary occasion for
growth and development?
Well it is, and for that, I applaud you
on this ability of estrangement
we so often take for granted, though I
take as a blessing, because you are a blessing.
When the changes you make
need no validation,
you’re moving in the right direction.
It takes many self destructions
for a man to realize
there is nothing so meaningless
as to destroy what he has yet to understand.
Just be honest and allow the rest to follow.
To breathe is a gift we often overlook
though each day we are granted this ability.
Today, breathe deeply, fully
and accept that you are worthy,
to breathe.

You’ll see what you want to see
and believe what you already believe
so, eh, yah—
what more is there to say about the
Presidential Debate?