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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Upon the precipice of an abyss I stand able, eager, & ready to jump impossible mission to swallow lump muscles primed analogous to pump prayer for soft landing on mine rump bereft this johnny come lately trump petting and donning shock absorber outsmarts demonic imp with whomp into the arms of an angel I land safe & sound given another lease on life in my heart of hearts diamond in the rough façade ace of spade wannabe join culture club all decked out as a joker in the stack of playing cards. All jesting aside suicide grave issue buzzfeeding grim reaper he makes a killing collecting grateful dead cad havers riddled with bullets or placid without a trace of violent self abuse and nearly counted me among his catch of the day back many years when yours truly did segway from the sixth grade taught by Rita Gay née Rinderle, and student teacher Miss Rainbow before Henry Kline Boyer Elementary repurposed into Play & Learn, anyway the transition to Methacton Junior High School found me fraught with considerable anguish and represented nadir of mein kampf, whereat no matter I experienced rumbly in tumblies, & encountered other kids asking me all kinds of question, some of them querying me if lunch meal skipped for religious reasons, but no response forthcoming from me undersized extremely introverted seventh grader, who yearned for mommy rather than being teased & repeatedly peppered analogous to paparazzi hammering questions so glad when lunchtime ended but not so much childhood, cuz writer of these words wanted to remain a little boy, & thought by not eating despite starving to death..., though my mother (being an accredited licensed practical nurse) whipped up nutritious drinks adding various and sundry healthful ingredients blended consistency of smoothie quickly witnessed consuming the milkshake like beverage into ritual whereat, I used plastic cap linkedin with liquid medicines and poured a dollop of thick secret formulated drink into measuring thingamabob which process (albeit ritual) quickly consumed hours, but hay given a reprieve from the arduous rigors of being assigned into section 7B1, (the three highest divisions being 7A1, 7A2, & 7A3) & undergoing psychiatric treatment courtesy Ted Goldberg (he prescribed Mellaril and Elavil to combat depression afflicting so young a lad) scheduled weekly appointments, where yours truly (me) remained mum, yet I did respond with a flickr of positiveness particularly when select board games suggested, which elicited non verbal reaction, & thanks to Milton Bradley Company camaraderie inexorably got drawn out initially exhibited thru monosyllables months after starting therapy aforementioned professional kindled courtesy application of tinder loving care found noticeable joie de vivre from one challenging little boy.
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