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Dec 2019
Hurricanes in season.
Eyes of life.
And devastation...
Breed captivity. In containment
Calm inside the confines
Of a central storm
The world now faces....
I believe.
In god. And Angel's. Calm like allah.
Or Mohammed.
The future me is hopefully
More honest.
But I'm no prophet.
Just want my family to feel
My love. And live so long.
Our bodies start to rot.
Before we choose our plot yep...
Guess it's not always
The plan.
But what happens in the process.
Maybe logan. Finds true love
And jade and him move on
*** I think its toxic
And my sister moves
On beyond the coffin.
Re kindles her passion
And enthrallment
In knowledge.
Maybe pursuesher doctorate
Hope my mom can rest for ever.
In the peace and holy gospel.
May my people prosper.
Life to offer.
It's a try at life.
Hope my sisters husband
Forever wants her.
May my cousins
Never want for *****.
Cloud of Casper.
Turning ghost
From marijuana.
Jenny reindfleish tm. Sauna.
And my aunty louise leave the
Rubble kept
Like land mines
From her dear departed momma.
May my cousin get a better back
I tried the opposite.
Of mine but God's not a doctor.
Hes just the all giving father.
Hope my cousin dilly.
Feels the rumbling in his
Under belly.
And watch for his true calling.
Like a hawk. Stalks its prey.
He needs direction.
*** his depression.
Isn't awesome. No god its rotten.
Hope he meets his soul mate in the process.
May my cousin steven keep his passion
Hes a master with his hands.
But guide his spirit gland.
To a sweet song.
His frigid. Lips may have never sang.
Pray my aunty. Clears her throat.
And cancer ***** off.
Sorry god. But I need her longer.
She comes back stronger.
Hope my hailey Kastendieck
Loses her *** and ****.
And becomes a man legit.
Her family ***** a fat ****.
He gets a bad ***** for a partner.
And I'm best man. At a trans gen
Wedding.
Dam lit. Yeah best man ****.
Hope my uncle learns his music
Isn't first
His mom is more important.
Gramma. Your my angel.
No way to explain
The storm. You
Swore I'd make it through.
Cant ignore. I couldn't make if not with you.
Hope my aunty Terry. Wins a thousand bucks. And plants a tree and feeds the ducks. That sweet stuff..
Hope my kids grow up.
To love their life. And learn some stuff.
To help them heal with love.
Hope gabby valentine. Learn love from gentleman's. And ladies touch.
And have memories were jealous of.
Those ******* studs.
Hope my friends canfucking quit the drugs.
Hope everyone I've touched. Expands
Their life to line with god.
Allah. Jesus christ. Creator. Every single teaching. That I love
May they embody that stuff.
And confucious too
And buddha.
And the Vikings.
Thor is ****.
And the valkyrie. I'd love to be one.
Give us it all god. Love you.
And everyone else I forgot
Oh and p.s. give david a **** honey.
Who has his back. And wants to blow something other than his money.
Malia too. Well shes got huge ****. She doesn't need any help. Lol
Lol and rest in piece mike honcho.
We know what you've done here this day.
Carry on soldier
Jordan Gablehouse
Written by
Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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