Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Every Day At Home Comments
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i open my font door to see all the sorow poor, covers the floor,
i stand with a stance its weak my hed hangs on my chest facen my feet,
wotchn the sadness seep thew the craks im traped i relice that,
followin yeatdays tear drops remains its funny how thay stain,
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3/1/2026 3:46:26 AM # 1.0.0
May you see the blessings and catch them. You have a good mind and a good heart x