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Where Am I From

I am from love and hate From happy and sad I am from the romances and pain I feel the warm of the sun to the smell of the rose I am from the red rose The beauty of the rose that brings people together I am from singing song and dancing From Erene and Richard I am from running and skipping And from baseball I am from fat and eating a lot And singing ABC I am from Christmas I am from Mandeville and church Rice and chicken From joy and happiness Scrapbook in boxes to darkest under the bed

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Date: 7/16/2020 7:16:00 PM
The truth welcomes all of the facts. Here is one for you, friend: If we are all here and woke up whole this morning today, we are all miracles, with clean hands. We are the only ones; to make, and keep them dirty. Our Creator's Love Forgives; gives; forever lives; so should we; yes; why not us?
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