Identity Theft

At the Lost And Found, I called Dial A Prayer
                                   I had a map, but not a clue one
                  Old age yes, it must be identity theft, someone stole my life
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Brown Avatar
October 11, 2009 at 2:13 PM
Great write, sad story!
Brown Avatar
October 10, 2009 at 5:32 PM
I enjoyed reading your awesome poetry today. Thank you Danny. I hope you have a wonderful fun filled weekend. Love, Carol
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October 10, 2009 at 5:11 AM
Sad. When we get to the end of the journey and wonder if we used the time alloted to the best for ourselves and everyone that our life touche. I love the way that you approached the subject. Keep writing. Sara
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