I Am Okay!

 It's okay, I am okay.

The Earth is filled with innumerarable elements. seen and unseen. colored and discolored. shaped and unshaped. discovered and disregarded. 

From so many choices, what are the odds, I ends up as a Human being? 

but It's okay.

why did my gaze stop at her in a room full of forty-something brainiacs?  why after years of punishment, my mind still wanders, knowing that she is meant for someone else? why then I daydream? 

My sweet fog evaporates when she is with the right person, which is okay.

I am okay.

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