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i ask why me as i sit under this willow oak tree. leaves was green now they are brown as they fall all over me. surrounded by all this decay and death sometime i wonder why God has not put me to rest i'm a sinner just like the collection. life and death lies in the power of the tongue so my preacher say so these word from my mouth you will never hear me speak or say but how ever i do wonder what will happen the day me and the good lord meet will i have kids, paid house with a back yard and a peach tree. a loyal and respectful wife that always ask baby did you miss me come here just kiss me as i indulge in your love and grace yea i know i'm jumping from subject to subject like one of those little critters.

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