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sweet judy brown eyes
health declining from New Age
ears forever hers
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She’s just footloose and fancy free
Doesn’t have a husband like me
She’s lazy and fat
Just like her old cat
I’m pleased she can’t sit on my knee!
I’ve not seen her in over a year
Its her loss - no I won’t shed a tear
Thirty years with no work
A real job she would shirk
She’s made ill-health* her full time career!
Inspired by Fancy Free but not for contest
*For those of you who REALLY know me they will understand the meaning of this poem and its not about someone who is really ill just a fraud.
04~29~17
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If
If a Raindrop was a Kiss
I’d send you Showers
If a Hug was a Minute
I’d send you Hours
If a Smile was just one drop of Water
I’d send you The Ocean
If Happiness was a Colour
I’d send you a Rainbow
If Love was a Snowflake
I’d send you some Snow
If a Leaf was a Miracle
I’d send you a Forest
If Good Health was a Moon Beam
I’d send you the Moon
If Climbing a Hill can keep you Young
I’d send you a Mountain
If Hope could be found in just One Sparkle
I’d send you Diamonds
If One Shining Star would grant you a Wish
I’d send you the Milky Way
If Paradise was a Country
I’d send you New Zealand
If You, needed a Friend
I’d send you, Me.
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They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself
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I do not know?
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YOU
I love you and I think you are very beautiful no matter if your rich or poor
I Love You Ever More. No matter if you sick in health or spiritually you need to heal
I Love You Ever More. No matter if your homeless on the streets or have a brand-new
house on the beach. No matter if your mad at me or as happy as happy can be
I Love You Ever More. No matter if your faraway or standing next to me
I Love You Ever More. No matter if hot dripping sweat or cold as frosty gets
I love You Ever More. No matter you old as or young and feeling it
I Love You Ever More.
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I am beautiful,
I am being true to me,
I am treating me with love,
I am honouring me and giving to myself the time I deserve
I am able to say when I need to be alone,
I am able to retrospect and deal with issues
that alert me to their presence
I am kind to me, as a result I can be kind to others
I am the love of my life
I am mindful of my health,
I am giving my body the nutrients it deserves,
I am always in awe of my beautiful mind
The creativity that bubbles forth
It gets me out of challenges in the most inspiring ways
I am in awe of the love that the universe bestows on me
That allows me to bless those that come to me with my words and deeds
I certainly can appreciate the I AM's, that
I AM TO ME!!!!!
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I hope to god your smiling
I hope life's all you thought
I hope you have listened carefully
learned all that you was taught
I hope you live in happiness
I hope that you're still fighting on
I hope you still say sorry
when you know that you were wrong
I hope you gained some confidence
I hope your feeling listened to
I hope your living your best life
wind in your hair and a beautiful sea view
I hope you fell in eternal love
I hope you found authenticity
I hope your looking after you
both mentally and physically
Life may get difficult
Love can be complicated
Health may deteriorate
Your name may get slated
Life has its ups
equally its downs
sometimes the room
feels like its spinning around
But to my future self
let it be known
I cant wait to meet you
when WE are grown..
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Used to be when I was really me
She would leap out alive
so full of life and cockiness
the time I really thrived
Then told it's not allowed anymore
it's no good for your health
so back inside she hid away
no more my confident self
She fights to come back out again
I can feel her deep inside
pushing against the cage bars
desperate to feel alive
At times she escapes out here again
ready to dance and play
I need to help her be free
to finally have her way
Remember when you raced away
with a handsome man aside
music belting out so loud
your smile so wild and wide
Dancing down the street with glee
in stockings and heels so high
only had to choose and point
to find with whom to lie
That seems so long and far away
lost in the mists of time
that dancing girl so long gone now
let her out to shine
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A Woman’s Worth
By Nate Spears
Her purpose in this world is hurting
She’s never been a designed of perfect
But she is a mom, so she’s super
She works
She cleans
Then roll up her sleeves ; and
Take care of the kids; and
The house
Making it a home
For a beautiful family to roam
Building wonderful memories
Becoming a woman of worth
Keeping her faith through Christ
Keeping her pace through health
Keeping her sanity through managing
This is a woman’s worth
I’m giving you
Despite of all the stress
She receives her family with open arms
Through all the mess
She’s a fantastic mom
A wonderful woman
Deserving a round of applause
Plus a standing ovation
For always being an American sensation
That held this continent down since day one
Since the Plymouth Rock landed on us
Thank you for her giving
Thank you for her living
Thank you for her children
This is ,
A woman’s worth.
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I never felt as though my gender offered an advantage or that my race offered a place ahead of any other,
I felt as though I must compete with anyone who challenged and that it was unlikely I would be the best on offer,
I always felt it was the man who had to work much harder to supply the family needs that see it growing larger
I always knew the woman in my life was mine to flatter and treat her to the finer things so she knows that she matters
As the man I stand alone whenever there is danger protect my family with my life as dying is my honour
and for this I only wish my family have it better in happy health so I myself can die with them much stronger
So if this is a man’s world it’s a man’s sacrifice
giving what is never given so others will survive
women get the recognition I wonder if it’s nice
in a man’s world it’s a man’s will and duty to provide
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BECOMING A WOMAN
Someday...
I will be all woman...
I will be the mother...
A mommy who will tenderly care..
A mama who will prepare..
A mom who will be her "kid's saver" .
I will be the wife...
The lawfully other half..
Who will stand on his husbands behalf..
I will be the light of a home..
Each will feel happy not alone..
Giggles; laughters will be heard..
If there are tears, sure it's rare..
Despite these, still i'll be a lady..
Even if there'll be malady..
I'll remain gentle yet sturdy..
I'll be jolly ready...
I will walk in grace..
I will attempt "eloquence"..
I'll not live in tight fence..
Rather i'll be alive knowing sequences..
Even if wrinkles will steal me..
Even if illness claims my health..
Even if old age squeezes life from me..
I know, i have live as a woman..
***Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ?
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Perhaps?
Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn’t?
Perhaps it’s just what we’ve been given?
Perhaps for you it’s so far away?
Then why do you think perhaps for some it’s here to stay?
Perhaps the grief and pain it brings makes it more like an enemy here, right here within?
Perhaps this is our war?
The days to come, so far removed from the days before.
Perhaps we have to fight to win? No soldiers we are but National Health Service heroes we’ve seen.
Perhaps it’s time to face ourselves?
We bleed the same, no matter what our coloured skin tells?
Perhaps we can find a better way?
Perhaps our hearts and minds can lead the way?
Perhaps the hate and fear can die?
It can for me with no questions why.
Perhaps I see you and feel your pain? Perhaps for me you do the same?
Perhaps one day I’ll see you there and I’ll approach you free with no distance care? Perhaps you’ll walk right up to me and perhaps as strangers we will smile and hug for humanity?
Perhaps?
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There is a difference between what is wrong and what is right.
World War Two was fought by men and women who were prepared
to die for our way of life.
These people lived in a world that we at best can try to understand.
They stared into the eyes of death and died fighting evil to defend
the hopes, beliefs and the children of this land.
I see a man who lived in a world I did not know. Though relatives of
mine were there with him defending all we know. Their stories always
recalled with a solemn painful sorrow. Not a hint of hatred or racism,
just not prepared to let evil overthrow.
The life this man has seen. Stood up to fight one of histories most
evil regimes. The people he will have seen and known, some of those
smiles never came back home. Now he walks for charity. Raises millions
for the health service of this country. I can not find the words to state
my pride for his selfless dignity.
This man is everything right about this country. Though some would
use the spirit of his memory to forward their own philosophy. Can you see
the wrong and right without staring too intently? The real hero who fought
for our country being a soldier for the health service we all need.
Or is it just me?
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For Ojemakinde Blessing Oluwapelumi
Our father
Let her days go farther
Who art
Enriching Thy words in her heart
In heaven
To fulfilling her career's dream work in Devon
Hallow be
Grace to caress this decree
Thy name
Bring her and her destiny out of shame
Thy kingdom come
Her organs do be in form
Thy will
That devil be still
Be done
Have enough fun
On earth
Bless her darling worth
As it is
That destiny fulfilment comes at ease
In heaven
Make favour her working leaven
And forgive us
Her as well been a year plus
Her trespass
Make all temptations of her bypass
As she forgives
Plan against her pursuits outlives
Those who trespass
Let her time be of ages amass
Against us
Though cum health, let her not fuss
And lead her not
Into enemies well planned plot
Into temptation
For no one is ever of saint's adaptation
But deliver
Her of every canal's quiver
Her also from evil
Luring heart's desire to devil
For Thine
To do the unexpected divine
Is the kingdom
Where never exist boredom
And the power
Endow grace today cum birthday shower
And the glory
Bring difference to last year's story
For ever
In every of her career's endeavor
And ever
Cum disturbance in whatsoever
Enjoy ...
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I wanna start this off with I'm sorry for all of the things that I did
got on your each and every nerve when I was a kid
played with some of your emotions
pushed every single button
but there was never a time where you didn't show me a momma's lovin
there's people out there that has never held their mother's hand
I'm fortunate enough to say you helped mold me into a man
even in the sickest of health
you still always put us before yourself
I was too young to see how much you had to sacrifice
long days
longer nights
at work just wishing you were home at night
I knew that you didn't always have extra money to pay a sitter
because everyday that momma went to work
all of us kids would go with her
none of us ever really did mind
it got all of us to spend a little bit of family time
you always took care of us kids turning every house into a home
giving all of us something that we could call our own
I knew that I was safe with you I never had to worry
because if I ever needed you
you were right there in a hurry
if there was a mom of the year award
you would definitely be the one
I could never really think you for all of the things that you've done
I really am privileged to have a mother like you
no mother would ever compare with all of the things you do
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Building a relationship takes time.
A slow becoming of each other's identity.
A steady student in a firm desk where attendance is vital and homework isn't necessarily done with pen and paper.
To willingly give until nothing is left, to get on each other's nerves and have the courage to look each other in the eye and admit that your wrong, to say I love you deeper. Finding compromise in the smaller things.
Discovering new meaning rather than dismissing yourself every chance granted.
The building blocks to a firm foundation.
To create a support system that relies solely on devotion.
The care of another through sickness and in health.
To humble yourself in another, to find wisdom in sharing yourself.
Falling inside and out of problems without knowing the combination to every lock.
Each locker holding something different.
The impact found in arms reach of each other.
Where communication is vocalized in a different tone.
Every moment is precious, allowing yourself to be yourself with another.
A student whose back pack otherwise empty, now filled with knowledge.
Finally finding to solve for X when different variables are thrown in parenthesis.
The Y no longer important, finding a deeper meaning.
The things otherwise they never teach you at school.
Finding a love that never takes constant glances at the clock
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My happiness is your true smile.. My tear is your sadness..
My ache is your pain.. My fear is you disappointment..
You are my everything.. Big and small…everything said and untold..
The more you push me away... the more I fall in love with you…
I wish I can only meet you for the last time…
To look in to your eyes to know that you are truly fine…
I can take you to your favorite place to spend…
The few minutes we will have until we know what to say…
I truly wished to see you again..
To hold your hand and kiss your forehead and say..
I am truly sorry for everything I said… For all my mistakes..
Without realizing it will take you away…far far away ..
I will be on my knees and promising you again…
If you ever want to come back I will listen to everything you say…
Understanding you more in every word you say..
But even all what I say.. if You still want to move away…
I will give you my last hug and my last kiss on your forehead…
Wishing you all the very best... with all my heart I will bless you again..
I will wish for the happiness you deserve.. Wishing for you to have good health and wealth..
Everything that’s your heart wishes…long life to live on this earth..
More than anything I will that you will find the love of your life..
To keep you safe, happy until the day you are gone to another birth in life!!
Dilu D wijegunasekara
22nd of september 2019
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Life relapse and develops new memories and experiences sighted through brown eyes
Miles of driving, walking. Thousands of laughters, a few bad habits, a gorgeous dream for an addict
Later in life finally files success, the prism adjusts, the same sun ray reflects
After a few years of a psychological interpretation which people know god as capable of, ends up all a misunderstanding
Maybe someday you'll read my books of insanity
And the signature I left under this writing with my very last breath inside of me
Because Im now free pieces of ashes in the ocean living my Californian dream, cleaning myself in the tides salt of oceanic health, being the creme that fizzes the sand at your feet
In reality, I never made it with you;
When you think honey, long nights of cuddling, sun rays on a beach I've never seen, take some pictures for me
And my Californian dream will follow you until you figure out the key, honey.
The world without one woman's smile would mean, id never created the Californian dream;
Id of never lived it, even by the death of me
I'd of never known sweet honey and beer is one hell of a mixture
And sometimes when you think only the walls are watching
You need to talk lower, maybe even whisper.
The world without one woman, one less journey, and a million less thoughts is one less dream.
If I live the world without one woman, ill never meet the climax of my Californian dream.
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Working twelve hours a day,
six long days a week,
no rest 'till late evening...
bringing home a fat paycheck,
so she can afford many luxuries,
dress up and go out cheating...
ah, whoever allowed such liberties!
Working twelve hours a day,
sweat drips down my spine;
I worry about my declining health,
and yet I gather wealth
to make her happy
with a bottle of wine
and a gold bracelet from Tiffany!
I wear the same clothes
and they think I am a loser,
even grooming bothers me;
it would pay off if I were looking
for a mistress to pleasure me!
I look into the mirror
my looks are mind-boggling!
Working twelve hours a day,
sweat drips from my spine;
I worry about my declining health,
and yet I gather wealth
to make her happy
with a bottle of wine
and a gold bracelet from Tiffany!
Wrinkles and eye bags
make me look older,
who wants a guy
who doesn't look good?
Isn't it an indication
that I've been used
and surely cheated on?
These gut-instincts
will make me go insane,
she's looking for a younger man:
I've been used for my money!
Who can feel my frustration,
when I sit in the living room
drinking beer and eating pretzels...
waiting for her to come home?
Working twelve hours a day,
sweat drips from my spine;
I worry about my declining health,
and yet I gather wealth
to make her happy
with a bottle of wine
and a gold bracelet from Tiffany!
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He lurks and creeps,
He sees and seeks.
Predator is his name,
Hunting is his game.
He sees a girl sitting on a stool,
Without hesitation his mouth begins to drool.
He buys her a drink, and one for himself,
With a sinister smile he says, "Cheers to good health!"
She's flattered and lost,
Not knowing what's at cost.
She welcomes him with open arms,
Never seeing past his wicked charms.
For now she is persuaded,
Unknowing her life will be faded.
Her future is coming to an end,
No more wounds for her to mend.
With a quick gesture, she's in his car,
Then reassures her that he doesn't live too far.
His moves were swift like his pipe of lead,
Now darkness clouds her precious head.
In his world of pain and fear,
Only her screams shall she hear.
Tears run ramped down her face,
Praying for a way out of this hellacious place.
All her attempts of fights and screams,
Do nothing more than fulfill his dreams.
She prays it will be over soon,
Just a rape and home by noon.
But this will not, be a quick ordeal,
For it will be long before, she sees death's seal.
Hope for mercy, hope for light,
Know to herself, she has one last night.
Where is God, so called savior,
Unacceptable is his behavior.
Is this how her devotion be repaid,
Is this the way her life shall fade.
Now it is time to say farewell,
A chilling end to this brutal hell.
No more moments for her to cry,
No more tears for her to dry.
He will once again, hunt his prey,
She will never again, see the light of day.
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I don't believe in Love, especially true love.
But, I have loved that girl since the day I first put my eyes on her.
I'd kill any man who ever caused her harm.
I'd fight an army to be by her side.
For many years she lived in my memory, my recollections.
That was after she left or more accurately was taken away.
I held on to little snapshots of her; photographs that I knew they no longer looked like
her anymore.
I just needed something to hold on to.
I held on to memories of the time when I brought her back to health, selflessly giving of
myself; saving her from an impending hell.
Unseen circumstances drew everyone's world apart, oceans apart.
But, oceans receded and those memories that I needed were replaced with new memories.
Lives changed and different paths were taken.
Along the way many promises had been broken.
Things were created and destroyed.
There still remained a void, a void only to be filled only by the one I have loved since
the day I
first put my eyes on her.
I searched for her; for years I looked for her along a dusty highway, at a crossing where
I thought she might be.
She was never there, but she was never far either; just out of reach.
Years passed and one day unexpectedly I found her; or rather she found me, by chance.
She had changed so much, but then again so had I.
But, the hunger for her hadn't changed, neither had her need for me.
I was not what I once was to her, and she was no longer what she was to me.
We had changed to be exactly what we needed each other to be.
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it’s been one month
since the time has past
if i knew that time i held you
would’ve been my last
i would’ve dug my claws in
to never let you go
my days are cold
and my nights are alone
I wish you never left that night.
and I wish you would’ve stayed
and that we finished that fight
and we could’ve behaved
because now we’re individuals
own groups, own circles
and yet i can’t go to sleep
because i’m still up hurting
it doesn’t mean it was a mistake
or that it’s not worth it
but i look back on memories
and I view them as perfect
and in reality that not what it was.
I wish that i treated you better
i feel so much regret
for not opening up
and getting it off my chest.
you once said
‘you just don’t get it, i don’t know how else to explain it to you’
I understood what you said
and if i am being so true
my honest word is
i couldn’t express myself to you
i tried as hard as i could
yet
my efforts
we’re no good.
after our breakup
i was worried for your health
i wanted to reach out
and to try to help
but i know you’re working on yourself.
it’s hard for me to move on
it’s a process full of pain
but i know it’s the right thing to do
not in my heart, but in my brain.
i hope you’re doing okay
i mean, as well as you can
i hope one day you can go off
and find the right man
who gives you what you deserve
because even though you can’t right now
i can see your self worth.
i hope he can be like me
and make you the centre of his world
and even though not mine
to me, you’re still more
way more
than just a girl.
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TROLLS
I remember them; hard plastic things, with very long hair, they came in an arrangement of colours, quite a strange affair. Everyone had one, they were quite the rage, but: there was always had to be the one that others would upstage. It hair came in a mass of rainbow colours, if you had one of those, your mates were well jealous, but: it never stopped anyone collecting them, for that they were quite zealous.
Seldom came in clothes, they were just happy to be nude, nobody thought anything about the fact that might be rude. Then; their scope expanded and they came back dressed in clothes, and, their lovely little belly buttons were no longer exposed, coupled with; a health and safety notice because of the risk their hair imposed. But; if you didn’t own one, you were just not part of the gang; while across the nations all the toy shop tills rang.
Now; some are collectors’ items and worth a lot of cash, with people searching through their attics; looking for their old troll stash. The Dam tailed trolls from the ’60s were the most expensive ever sold, and, if you have one of those, well; it is worth its weight in gold. Mine; cost nothing more than a couple of bob, but; I must say after all these years mine is still up for the job. Undoubtedly Trolls will be here, a long time after we have all gone, they will have taken over the world, for that; you can all be sure to count on.
"Now; I bet some of you on seeing the title were thinking of the other type of Trolls we have come to know. Well; strange enough, I have had a few of them too, But; I don't make a point of collecting "em, they're worthless . . . : /
Indiana Shaw . . . : )
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I carry a leather-bound journal full of letters and signatures
I hold in my hands - a piece of yellowed paper
It has the shape of your lips next to a X and O
The mouth that said my name ever so tenderly
They told me that love was the perfect voice
The one you hear when Midnight strikes
You can trust me with your secrets
I won't tell a soul - I promise you
Your teeth shine like a constellation
Your laugh echoes through the whole choir
Brings forth a new day - you tell me about your fears
I cherish the grains of sand that represent the seconds
You are the only person I know who can freeze time
The first time I noticed it was when we embraced
Stood still and I felt immortal
Your heartbeat is music to my ears
Eternal life is our reward
Seeking the right word is a task for a Poet
We never kissed because our lips were too dry
So when I saw the outline of your mouth next to promises
I treasured your name - the signature I read over and over
Your breath smells of peppermint
A couple tells us that we are made for each other
Hidden behind my mask - I want to hear you sing
The book of hymns written centuries ago
Your lips form a perfectly shaped heart
Leaving your love for all to see
I remember Time - he was an academic
Monotone was how he spoke
You gave me a lecture on how to sit up straight
You put your fingers through my hair
And told me "Sweetheart, I've got to go.."
Please let me know if this poem finds you in good health
If words were currency - I would have much wealth
Your lipstick is a pretty shade because it is natural
I love how you make time stand still
The power you have over me is incredible
I will always love you
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i took her riding
this time my venue, not hers
she loves horses, i am no equestrian
i am beyond saddle sore now
trail rides where every bird is identified
a short illumination of the species
mine are in this little park
where we would steal away
paddle boats thru the geese and ducks
she would always pack up bread
i always gave her enough notice
so she could buy the better bread
the day-old the bakery dumps cheap
it is healthier she will tell you
i always considered myself educated
until i found her lips
Robison Crusoe washed ashore
an island of magical moments
an oeuvre in my captivated heart
my magic is in the carousel
horses that go round and round
back in line to do it again
holding onto the bar i lean in
to steal a kiss, keep her in laughter
as the music and horses dance in a wonderland
the Wurlitzer organ fills the air with a bewitchment
we join parents and children in the magic
later we retire upon a bench
from her bag appears our humble offerings
every morsel approved by the minister of health
every grain is explained by lips i so adore
the ducks and geese beg at our feet
she delights in each morsel she throws
the happiness she wears on her face
i see Mother Goose in the crowd approving
drakes and hens galore with ducklings
the beauty of joy fills her eyes
to love her is to share her
caged birds are a sad lot
such a small price to pay
ride the carousel hand in hand
the alchemy in whirling horses and music
from an age long gone now
my treasure, a moment all to myself with her
to dwell in the magic of sharing loaves
those adoring eyes watching her
are a chorus i share
the bird of paradise has no price
master of her every dream
that is the labor of love
surrounding those dreams
with the magic life holds
3/2/19 Lufkin
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