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Apr 2013
another lonely saturday night,nothing to do but wash my hair and do my nails, this apartment is starting to feel like a jail- if  if i had a loving hand to hold things would be alright and this would't be another lonely saturday night. thinking about walking the dog or taking in a movie, each moment that slips past on the clock gets right to me . i need to fall down on my knees , send up a sincere  prayer GOD's answer line is never busy,He's  always there. i'd like the heavenly  Father hear these words please, only your touch can make things right, after this  time  make my very soul divine there will never be another lonely saturday night
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victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
(Philadelphia pa19144)   
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