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Such as a human heart can beat
into the mind
There , inside lay lifes reasons
there to find
Tender perhaps, in my purring soul
contented sleep
Awaiting the stroking fingertips of Venus
in Bliss I weep
Unwrapped, this is love
Mommy loves me
Daddy hugs me
Kitty licks me
Brother Kicks me
Grampa tricks me
Grammas dead
But Grammas love is in my head
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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