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our thoughts are the ribbons wrapped around the words like a bow like a present of misgiving that only the giving could bestow it's hard to live with the living when we die with what we know it's the wit of the unwitting it's the only gift we show
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 11:55 AM UTC
the only gift
our thoughts are the ribbons wrapped around the words like a bow like a present of misgiving that only the giving could bestow it's hard to live with the living when we die with what we know it's the wit of the unwitting it's the only gift we show
GaryL
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54/M/American
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 11:55 AM UTC
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