Scott Ransopher

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Nightmares are mere troubles...
Washed up each time
You take a dip
In the river of your old tears.
 
Fears are mere thoughts...
Erased as soon as
The holder understands,
Where the control is created.
 
When the sky is grey,
You can’t make it blue;
But only if you
Decided upon it.

written 1998

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