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A child is brought into this world, He acts so cute and he is twirled, In circles around parents and friends, They never even think to lend, Him t..

An orange light lit the dark field, Its rays lay on waht our work would yield. Just the five of us alone in the dark, Tools hit the ground and left..

A sad story with a happy ending

A song a friend and I made up years ago.

Pauline Marie Daley Writing