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Jan 2019
Prayers all like confetti,
  you may think there pretty
throwing them in the air.

But the reality is no ones
                      catching them.
There just cold on the floor,
                                       wasted.

Make you better
by trying, not asking.
           For only your
           listening to you.
Poetic T
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