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Triple Crown Tissue paper hats One last stroll in my wheelchair as I’m Lost in the labyrinth of life. Is that the sun peering through? What can I possibly do? Lost in the labyrinth of life. Is there an end in sight? Until another Triple Crown Lost in the labyrinth of life.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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