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Where Do We Go

When we breathe our last breath, where do we go Do we no longer exist, do we cease to be, amigo At one point are we two Some just say adieu When we kick the old bucket, you're no longer you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 3/8/2020 3:24:00 PM
Hello Happy jack, no one knows where we go when we pass. It is a mystery. Have a nice day my friend. xxxx-oooo.
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Jack Ellison
Date: 3/8/2020 4:00:00 PM
You are absolutely correct dear Darlene! Have a nice day sweet lady! XUX
Date: 3/8/2020 2:48:00 PM
Well head out to that big soup bowl in the sky, where we can write and play all day, where fillies will offer massages and stuff. And feed grapes into your mouth as you drool.
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Tom Cunningham
Date: 3/8/2020 5:18:00 PM
No I'm a brummie (Birmingham) but now a country bumpkin lol
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Jack Ellison
Date: 3/8/2020 3:50:00 PM
Holy doo-doo!!! OOOEEEE! A limerick primero Mr. Tom-o!!! BTW a questionero... are you a Londoner??? Good day, my good friend!
Date: 3/8/2020 8:13:00 AM
Returning to dust in the wind, or dust bunnies under the bed, fertilizer for the lettuce feeding the bunnies in your yard...
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Jack Ellison
Date: 3/8/2020 9:11:00 AM
Love your thoughts on the subject!!!! Actually seen bunnies in the back yard wearing pretty dresses! It was magic! Think we've both been smokin' up... love, my love, Happy Jack XOX

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