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[title] => And Call Us Back Home....
[time] => 2012-11-03 12:13:17
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[bodytext] => We went to take a shower.
For the first time compassions prevailed.
It took way longer than an hour.
Now we are back in the truck.
My heart drifted out to sea and sailed.
Do you realize what you've done can't you think my *****.
Brush my hair please daddy.
She has such beautiful curls it's got my thoughts nailed.
The anger grows in me running around madly.
The tears of this family is on your book!
This time it wasn't me that failed!
I pray one day you'll take a step back and look!
Look at the pain you've inflicted.
And you get the message that God had mailed.
And call us back home no conditions nothing restricted.
RR
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