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Mar 2016
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fragile as
Venetian glass
are memories of
a haunting past

delicate as
petals blown
are humans
in a trial
alone

breakable
as a new foal's legs
are the ones who
have to beg

as a dry and
blasted oak
are emotionally
broken folk

and those who's
ego's rant and rave
are as dead leaves

upon a grave


SoulSurvivor
(C) 3/16/2016
There's a homeless couple living behind us. They have nowhere to go. We are helping them get on their feet. I wanted to say no to their plight. But there but for the grace of God go I.

I won't be able to be on the site much because I'm helping them. They've offered to help us too. That is going to be very important since my father is coming home soon. Thank you all for your prayers and good thoughts in my regard. I really love you for it!

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