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Apr 2022
Crazy

Life at times can fulfill, can lift us up and for a few hours time stands still
Yet, those are rare times, not enough to sustain
There are warm days, with summer sun, but selfishly I prefer the rain
Cleansing my soul and lulling me to sleep
Rain, Rain never go away, I want it, something to keep

Crazy how worlds collide
Who we chose, who we confide
Crazy, yeah crazy is what we seek
To be honest, true, crazy is not for the weak

Embrace your time because it slips by
Live true and tell no lies
Crazy how a word can change
Change it’s meaning, kind of strange

So crazy is both a blessing and a curse
So just be you, things could be worse tb

Stay crazy, while you’re on this earth
Written by
Michael Southerland
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