IT WAS JUNE 3RD 1965 MY NIGHTMARE WIND TOOK MY SLEEP
PUSHED THE GOOD MARY-KAREN DREAM AWAY AND SHOWED ME
ONLY DESPAIR, I COULD DEMAND NOTHING, I WAS
NO LONGER IN CONTROL OF MY DREAMS
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Guess what? I felt the very same way throughout my entire adolescence because of the situation I found myself in through no fault of my own. However, there is a silver lining behind every cloud, and there is also one for you. Do not despair because life was meant to be lived. I know, I didn't think about it this way then either; but, I do now...4 decades later.
So, what you have to do is get up, brush that dirt off the seat of your pants, and hold your head up and your back straight, and just look everyone dead in the eye and make them think YOU are the monster. It would serve them right.
Love & hugs,
Barbara
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Guess what? I felt the very same way throughout my entire adolescence because of the situation I found myself in through no fault of my own. However, there is a silver lining behind every cloud, and there is also one for you. Do not despair because life was meant to be lived. I know, I didn't think about it this way then either; but, I do now...4 decades later. So, what you have to do is get up, brush that dirt off the seat of your pants, and hold your head up and your back straight, and just look everyone dead in the eye and make them think YOU are the monster. It would serve them right. Love & hugs, Barbara