Cried Me A River

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I was so much into you That I lost my friends, My family and most importantly Myself. My dear you, You hurt me so much That I lost you, And I lost myself too. I was depressed, tensed here You

As The River flows – my life completes itself.. An enlightened tryst with the almighty, Created by destiny, I was born To flow like a never ending river A tough undefined journey, quintessentially alone The Himalayas promised me the purity

I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,