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Jan 14
When I look upon my life and ask what It's all about
I look upon my childhood of abuse and ask the question
I look and see only a life of
struggle just to survive each every day I look upon
photos of my wife no longer with
She who gave me hope and
and a purpose In life I was so unsure of but, It was fate that bought us
And was fate that took her away a fate that gave with one hand an then took away with the
And left me to face this world alone still asking
the question why to were
I believe there Is no answer
Questions still I find myself asking but knowing there are no answers
Johnny walker
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Johnny walker  66/M/Grantham
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