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When we trip, we fall forward. That's growth and we jump upward. Skyward to the future, A style that comes from culture. When we fall we hide... Hide away shy when people pry. Awry in our minds, We hide instead of find... Help. When we tremble, Strong love is gentle. Cooing voices suprasegmental. Unconditional is: Nothing can exist To affect Our faith in this. Loyalty. Its Unrelenting. Love is listening, A constant, Never abating. No matter the road- Express lanes with toads, And side roads that end. If ever we're slowed, Love.
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
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When we trip, we fall forward. That's growth and we jump upward. Skyward to the future, A style that comes from culture. When we fall we hide... Hide away shy when people pry. Awry in our minds, We hide instead of find... Help. When we tremble, Strong love is gentle. Cooing voices suprasegmental. Unconditional is: Nothing can exist To affect Our faith in this. Loyalty. Its Unrelenting. Love is listening, A constant, Never abating. No matter the road- Express lanes with toads, And side roads that end. If ever we're slowed, Love.
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22/M/ur mom
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
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