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Count Your Blessings

By experience... mostly never got- what I've simply wanted, those times were hard and felt off guard; absence of the hunted. As time went passed-learned real fast to disregard those stressings, not so bad and was so glad when counting all my blessings. "Patience"-not my name you know... have struggled and survived, so hear I belt for I have felt like you somewhat deprived. When you reach my age my friend you won't ponder your own messings, you'll revive and be alive by counting your own blessings.

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