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Jan 21
Give me a chance and I will morph like clay
Remember my past I'll be gone in a day
Point my imperfections and I will love you
Pretend to lift me up and I will see through
Speak to me in the dark I'll stay by your side
Wave to me in light and you will be denied
Sometimes people think they're so slik I find it comical.
Gabriel D Faulkner
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Gabriel D Faulkner  M/Ca.
(M/Ca.)   
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