illness
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Pain
Twisting burning in the gut, how I wish it would just stop. Comes and goes like the tide, on waves of pain do I ride. Some days good, others bad. Never do I know which I will have. In the end it makes me sad, and at my body oh so mad. I want to Continue reading
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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