The sun is about to appear. A glimmer of hope. Everyone needs to hear. Withdraw from past and present now. Open our day will win somehow. Snow rain sleet inhale. And who of us will pay the bail. To get us all from the loom schizophrenia a waste of time. The dream is wrecked. I’m pieces everywhere. But today we put together. A mountain of prayer. For\nWho truly knows which path to take. Whenever it seems is at sake. Of a midlife order.
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