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September 13, 2003

a memory of floating in clear water played.
smiling up at a deep, deep blue sky,
smiling out at the deep, deep blue sea,
smiling at the glitter of light on water...
in the distance, I heard someone say
"it's okay to feel like this,
it's okay to enjoy these days,
you're okay to love it all."
I dreamt this real when things were bad
when I bled for the life I led,
when I cried for all that might
and all that might not be.