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Under Control

I woke up like every morning having run all night chasing my dreams.
The morning light strike through the curtains.
I have to get up to for real - run after them.
I get downstairs,
I make a bowl of porridge, sugar and sultanas in the mix
A cup of coffee with  soya milk.
I switch on the computer.
I fill in with each breakfast spoons#
I start thinking.

What is the dream?
Who count on me today to make things happen? 
Who is waiting for change to happen? 
Who needs help? 

I froze.

Is everything under control? 
Do I got it all to get their back?

Of course everything is under control.
I have a roof above my head,
my ten fingers,
a brain that sing magic

I have food in my cupboard,
I have few pennies on my bank account,
I have friends, I have contacts.

I can leverage it  all to make it all better.

So STOP freezing it ALL UP
KEEP GOING

Everything is under control.

Remember that, if you leave in a place with no war and you have no life threatening illness,
you have a roof above your head and friends to keep you warm when it is cold.
Everything is under control so keep going, you'll get the back of those who need it...

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