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Did I walk that distance for nothing? Did I ask that question to no avail? Am I wanting to go to heaven when I die? Or would I wind up otherwise in hell? My questions are never really answered I only get responses rather pro or con I suppose it’s like howling at the moon Or asking something serious from a true blonde I walk this earth in search of those answers I lie awake at night and ponder as well Perhaps I am living out a fantasy Incorporated by some evil spell I know that right is right in all occasions And left is always somewhere out of sync That why I stay on board and ask these questions Instead of lying in the sewer that stinks

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Date: 3/13/2014 7:58:00 PM
To lie in the sewer would be giving up for sure. We must always move forward, never ever retreating to what could have been but what is to be. Thanks for the comment Rob, it is appreciated.
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Date: 3/12/2014 3:40:00 PM
Yeh, get that. Nicely put, sums up how I feel. Ask the questions, ponder but get on with it regardless rather than self pity and lying in the sewer. Rob
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