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Till then I 'll be waiting to be free from my sorrow.you are free mam. Look at the bounty of nature plz. Nicely crafted poem

Gohsts haunt us all. Demons well up inside to be slain by itheir arch enemy. A moment to reflect on the great destroyer and the one that takes life, the one that creates, the one that builds, but perhaps it is all is folly in the passage of time, but then time is also our greatest doctor and people who have it and listen are the greatest consollers.

Move out of Texas darling come to Amsterdam Holland you'll be just fine hahahahahah CHeer up babes sorry 'punker babes' Love dave xxx