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Silence becomesCompanionship When noise'sOvercrowd Minds breakLoose Gnawing nervesUntangle Until unraveledWithdrawn Alienation compensatesDi..
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Dear Friends, And yes, this letter is posted to " Friends " Yet to no one in particular. This morning at 3:00 AM I was talking to my best frie..
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Gramma's Callused Hands : Are So Lovely With hardened hands, cracked over time.Weary from exhaustion, but not tired of living! She's tired of fearing..
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Friends never leave, pretend to stay, nor stray awayOne will lend a hand, even with your depends in the end They always seem handy and have those odds..
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You're so very far, out of my league...
And I just could not, nor would believe
That you would have, such silly beliefs as these
For you'..
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This is an actual event that I've wrote into a very long story.
This is part half of One and a small part of two.
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Just a little funny for one wanting to jiggle from a giggle or two
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Those eyes are gladly, holding her tiny lad.
With him looking on, proudly just as glad.
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Watch me blow the dust away from...Past & Hurt.....At last
Away with both of you, go Blow in the wind, with Ago
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This is sad. And was very hard for me to read. But I did. Because this happened to my daughter.Making this a lot more difficult. But still, I know th..
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