"As I drive In the fog, I see a silhouette
from my headlights shining casting so finely.
The shadows danced, and vivid memories find me.
Colorized moving with the sun rays shine
Take notice all over the world hotter winters align
Thick dangerous Fog in December spring time feels in winter,
High beams on but it looks better in the dark.
Focused on the muggy breeze and not swerving into planted trees
Riding in silence taking it all in
Now is a time to remember!
Global warming warning, we're all constantly learning how to prepare today for tomorrow
As if the nights sky and the fog was all there was left.
The world didn't end I just suffered heartbreak as most warriors fall in love yet still lose love to the game.
For me losing love was THE WORST PAIN!
Time after time I wasn't getting it right you see love strengthens me, but also weakens my Inner Fight.
As I heal the silhouette becomes vivid again. I remember that one day the fog will disappear, dare not forget!
Even in your weakness Divine Timing Is Real and so are the vivid images of stories told to help heal to help understand always see beauty in the fog of what is real!
Be a warrior even after heartbreak; choose to Let Love Live!"
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