It all hit me
it's been building and growing
It spilled over tonight
Sandbags couldn't stop the flood
my life
A series of events
Like chapters in a novel
Each event, a build up to climactic scene
But what is the resolution?
When can I close the last page, and sigh?
I am a dreamer of the cinematic kind
Vivid and bright is my happiness
Simple, and non-material
and tonight it all hit me
So serene and sweet
Like nothing ever felt
And what can I do?
I just cried...
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