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On My Chin

As a baby I started off on my chin, my chin and the floor were great friends. The schoolyard was a fun place to play, except when my chin met the ground. Nasty words came as a teen, I always took it on my chin. Life can be bad, I need to keep my chin up. Date Written:10/7/2020

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