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Sep 2013
I saw the fog rise up above a pond
It reminded me of a specter floating in a scary movie
It got me thinking of stuff that haunts us
I am haunted sometimes by, I should have done this
or I could have said that
or I would have done this better
The ghosts of yesterday can cloud our vision today
To live in regret is not a good way to live
We can let go and our vision can be clearer
Things can get better and our emotional fog can lift away
Freeing us to have better days
Ann M Johnson
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Ann M Johnson  Minnesota ( A Small Pop?)
(Minnesota ( A Small Pop?))   
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