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Given To Me

They gave it to me; you never own me. My words, my dance, my songs; are from the days gone by. My sway is my father's ; his sway is his father's. Always with us. On their broad shoulders, I stand; holding their fist with every beat. You can't take this from me; It was given to me by my father, my mother, his father, her mother; I will forever remain.

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Date: 2/11/2020 8:43:00 PM
Oh Catherine, Yes, our outer life should reflect one's inner spiritual wealth.
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Catherine J. Broussard
Date: 9/18/2020 9:54:00 AM
Thank you!
Date: 12/28/2019 12:16:00 PM
i hope you do.. well written.
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Catherine J. Broussard
Date: 9/18/2020 9:54:00 AM
Thank you!

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