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Sorry folks.whining.Take a breath. not there, don't start crying.Stretch the fingers,and correct the typos. wasn't four times.Few more linesjust becau..
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I write this while tired.I write this in pain.I write this sad.Reach out my friends,help those you never knew.Help your brothers.See their moment, the..
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Sit with me.The rain will be here soon.The smell is in the air.Did I startle you?Sorry, for that. I tend to wander., and this Garden is my home.How do..
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Something I have always known,and have tried to share.You can always hold my hand.Touch of support, a response to a squeeze of despair.Grasping a hand..
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From the beginning,I would disagree with the title.Sounds a bit fluffed.Trying to create more worry.Not that there was no worry.Oranges were flying ba..
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they don't answer and I worry are they gone am I alonenoise at the frontdoor openingthey're back try to tell the people on the other side of the fence..
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Gather around your fires,each set apart due to health suggestions, and lose yourself for a bit.I will try to project my voice,hopefully without a ting..
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I don't always know where I am.Not complaining, just sharing.Aren't we supposed to share?The park.Coming back to me.One block south,and halfway up the..
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Sunday morning on the cook's line,and it comes to a momentary stop."F**k! F**k! M**********r, F**k! Noids, noids noids."It went something like that,an..
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This is why I can't keep things in a reasonable order. Never go straight, go forward.Stop it!Secrets are simply that.You don't share them.I sit in an..
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