How do we feel today?, too overwhelming for anyone to say, regression, depression, fear just being here? Confused? Refused the right to live, to give, no verbal discussion, just physical concussion, and all because of (rushing), into a whole new way, who pays the price?, we pay, no end in sight, wrong or right, we stumble on into the night, and we hope, we pray it will end, ,,,,,,,,,,,today!
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Posted: Mar 31

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