I Will Smile Or Cry

As I lay in the darkness and warmth of my bedroom, multitudes of things float through my tiring mind. With past, present and future all entwined as one, not thinking whether my eyes be open or closed, wondering if what I see are memories, dreams, wishes or a heart's mixing of them all. Sometimes remembered, sometimes not. Most times no one will know and I will smile or cry and not know why.

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