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Apr 2017
How to move forward when the bottom falls out
For without the rain we will always feel drout
From him to me and me to him then back again
Why can't I figure in all known factors to rebegin
For I am not stupid, I'm actually quite smart
Yet my equation seems to be bought via dumb cart
I sigh of heavy heart hanging; this nows the known
If only to unravel myself; back up n be regrown
Written by
Daphne Doyle  Iowa
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