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life is phair
m.e. wrote
these are poems by my favorite poet
I sent it to you so it is yours I know you say no thank yous are needed but I need to send them I know you say my kids are a joy but I know they are a handful of joy or, sometimes, two handfuls of joy and you know that I needed that phone call that everything was okay So, thank you for helping me when no one else could, for watching my kids when no one else would, and for calling me when my heart was aching |
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