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Where Are You When I Want You

I've been waiting all morning for her. Sometimes I just don't think we're on the same page. She thinks she can brighten my days whenever she pleases. Maybe I've got things to do too. I don't get it, when I look for her sometimes, she hides. When I'm not thinking about her, she shows up. I mean really, where is she when I want her, what the hell. She looks down at everyone because she's a god...and she knows it. Well, enough said, maybe Mrs. Sun will show her face again soon.

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Date: 11/1/2023 10:08:00 AM
Not a God, but a gift from God. Love it. God bless you sweet friend, love, Gina
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Date: 11/1/2023 9:16:00 AM
fun read!
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