I will take my faith to Dublin – where my ghost is whispering I will find the next part of my story.
“They say mother earth is breathing
With each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening
For to open twilight’s door
Her eyes are the stars in heaven
Watching o’er us all the while
And her heart it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle”
–Ireland, by Garth Brooks
A Creative Outlet for and by, Courtita
I Crossed an Ocean... 
are you looking into a mystery?
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In a way… the mystery is where I go from here 🙂
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well you have that ghost thats supposed to tell you !
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