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Feb 2020
Our family tree
Woah is me
Has termites

No pictures to prove
Who is who
Boo hoo hoo

Should it matter
Would it make us sadder
If we searched the history of us

Would we find
We are royalty
Or just of the toilet seat

We might find the dad
Who went away
Or was just led astray

Find the town
We are from
Exact locations say some

A can
Of worms
Or just deserts

Do we have to know
Will it make us
Grow

Maybe all we need
Is these little seeds
Of us now to plant

The small tree
Start fresh
Of just you and me
Searching your past can be an amazing adventure or a nightmare depending on the results. It’s a serious decision to make.
Written by
Mrs Timetable  F/The Exclusion Zone
(F/The Exclusion Zone)   
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