Where?
Where am I?
What year is it...and what day?
Why?
Sometimes I suddenly ask myself that
but I don’t have any actual memory issue,
It’s just that I suddenly felt different or became different
but nothing to do with being blue.
It is refreshing at times
but those who don’t get it
would say illogical stuff
because they never got that kind of hit.
Here, it is constant
because I reaffirm
my identity...yes,
Joker...Joker Green...I CONFIRM.
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Bright Blessings,
Joker Green
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Author:
Nafis Light (
Offline) - Published: April 29th, 2020 21:30
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
ANGELA HERE ~ HI JOKER GREEN ~ Thnaks for informing Us that you are still YOU ! It was uneccessary because your style of writing betrayeth YOU ! It is very common in LOCKDOWN to forget who one is becaus ewe are often defined by WHAT WE DO. Butche - Baker - Candlestick Maker etc etc. Brian has morphed unto being a House husband which is a far cry form being Head of Applied Science and all that that entails. Millions are aimless in the same BOAT ~ some are going MAD ! Im OK beacause Im still a PHYSIO ! Lets hope uts all resolved by September ! Please check our POEM ~ *Things I believe in * Thanks
Blessings & Peace to You & Yours
Love Angela & Brian🧡🤍💙🤍🧡
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