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I COME FROM NOTHING
Father's fell in the ages of stones ,
Then I was given names by companions .
In me there grew a pain none could see ,
As I watched back in the days ,
Others were bought Christmas gifts ,
While I sat back ,with burning wishes
I recall slowly ,the path itself was a war
With that little hope I grew, daily.
Everyday storms would sneak in the little shelter that Momma gav...
Saturday 27th March 2021 10:49 am
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