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Dec 2020
Paradise

     The clouds could roll in
Black and charcoal grey
Hiding the Sunshine so That I
Could never see the light of day

I could be homeless with my
Head down low hiding in shame
Never wanting anyone
To ever know my name

The world’s most evil witch
Could cast her most evil spell
I could be so desperately needing water
Crying out from the depths of Hell

Yes I could be the ultimate loser
In each and every game
I would still scream into a mega phone
To the world and strongly proclaim

As long as we were together
Let me make this clear and concise
Even with all of the above
I would still be in paradise

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/09/2020
All rights reserved
I dedicate this to my wife Cynthia
Love ya babe!!!
Chuck Kean
Written by
Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
(62/M/Ohio)   
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