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Aug 2016
Its early morning hours
Can't sleep yet but to tired to worry about the place and time
Not to worried about  the when and why...dying to find out the next few steps hesitant on should I come or should I go....grins to myself as I nod my head and think to myself ain't life a *****.....ops forgive my profanity just then...grins
Shes much better now we are home
Kaila George
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Kaila George  New Zealand
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