Finally
Finally the day is here when I get to laugh for awhile and smile. Without disapponting news, or let downs. I finally get to inhale the fumes of happiness and get intoxicated with the 100% fullproof bottle of joy that is on my shelf. Not worried about any hangovers, just continual bliss. Problems I will not miss. Oh how good it is to finally be drama free. stress. free. Really am I here? Finally, is this the land that God promised me, overflowing with milk and honey. Because I'm sure not worried about the bills, Got plenty of money. My bills are paid, my pockets are fat. Everything is on point; Now I'm ready to flex, I'm ready to live; Now it's my turn to give; My God could this be what it means to to enjoy the fruits of your labor. I look in the mirror and then turn around and I check myself out and I even pinch my hand, I'm not dreaming, and I'm sure not crazy, I realize that I'm here.-Finally!!!
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