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Feb 2021
The good Lord watches
I sit and watch with him
(He nods in agreement)
He gives it ten minutes
(His face saddens and frowns in disappointment)
Yes my Son, I now see why you must leave her
A reason is not only yours until you have an agreement
I feel the Lords eye was my biggest nod and waver for this unwanted decision as,
We all have our reasons.

JJB
John Bartholomew
Written by
John Bartholomew  45/M/Cambridge
(45/M/Cambridge)   
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