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Jun 2014
From time to time , there might be a hiccup in my giddy up, leaving people patiently waiting for what? ... Like they have a plate of pancakes and I'm the last drop of syrup.

Birthday cards.... Anniversary cards... a personal letter...
I feel the pressure
To do better and better

There is no more "xoxo, love Joe"

I have no daughters, I have no sons, but I do have loved ones
Ever since I started to put in verbal/written efforts, I've become bummed

Give people an inch, they take a mile, all the expectancy has started to pile
Like ... you wrote that for him/her, what about mine? with a lame smile...  -J.A.M
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     Kaila George, ---, --- and Joshua Haines
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