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When you're away son My thoughts are for you're safety And then you come home~messy There's stinky laundry Dirty dishes everywhere But my love grows every day Then back on the road I listen to the news cast You don't call and I worry And soon you come home Stinky laundry, smelly socks Tobacco spilled but love gives
Cody came home for the weekend. He will leave out again today. He will pick up a trainee so I won't hear from him very often.. He won't be back until Christmas..

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Date: 11/5/2014 7:20:00 AM
I feel your sadness and your love for him pours out in this reflective pen Sara love from afar hurts hugs
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Date: 11/4/2014 9:58:00 AM
Such love is priceless... 'Outstanding' is an understatement for this piece...
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Date: 11/3/2014 5:02:00 PM
Humorous but so full of love Sara...I remember being that son when I came home from college with piles of laundry and making a mess in the sink...hugs Tim
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Date: 11/3/2014 8:53:00 AM
truly to touching beautiful sara i totally relate
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Date: 11/3/2014 7:21:00 AM
Very sweet write Sara! I can well relate to this as my son too is back from hostel some weekends wid his laundry! Glad to learn about ur side of story woven in beautiful words dear friend!
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