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A Precious Prayer Poem

I live in a care home,I feel out of whack I pray to Freyja,please give my legs back One leg like wet pasta,other a short stump Does she hear my plea, no ,I feel like a chump She states call back later what did i do wrong Freyja please fix my whole leg,make it strong? I pray I get a prothetic from Lindsay I pray I go to St Margarite some day Too long at care home feeling too sickly I pray for books of verse ,they surely help me I pray for a true girl friend but I am broke My legs are useless and I am a joke I pray I get my bag of olive runes soon Getting my charged runes on time will be a boon If hope the shipping costs are recieved on time If I am told you might be here to you die Refuse all services ,kiss my **** goodbye

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