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Mar 4
I don't see what he sees in me
Beauty,charm,creativity,and his baby
Staying positive and caring in a world I know no longer recognize
With a mad man in the White House
His underlings are controlled by his every whim
Many not his own
All the love in tbe world surrounds us
No matter how caring and kind we are and may be
Through his beautiful blue eyes hoping the world will heal
Written by
Maddy  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
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