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07/30/23 at 02:38AM
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Life Stories - Memories
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My mind is a wasteland,
an empty place,
full of old ideas,
out in space.
Thoughts, bounce around,
without a direction,
turned back by being,
forced into rejection.
Why do I exist?
To serve another,
a woman I have loved,
as my wife and kids Mother.
