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Jan 2016
Worry and crying last night night kept me up real late
In a tizzy because the list ran longer and longer of things
To do on my plate.You see folks all these problems
Have me throwing up my hands.
They'll either break into pieces inside or make you a stronger man
Any way that's the plan. Problems come to all of us , so don't let them
Blow your ever loving mind.Pick yourself up and keep on moving
Forward.Not giving in or bowled over by failure or defeat
For neither which you don't have time
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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