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Praise The Messiah for another day above ground and allow you and I to see blue 🔵 skies with no clouds in sight I can smell the coffee in the air, plus the babies laughing, dancing with Nana in the kitchen singing 🟣 Purple Rain (Prince), grandma yells " son that ain't right " She kept going before I can even try to reply, she was like " son get off the green 🍏, cause boy you ain't hearing right " I smiled, winked, blew a kiss, waved goodbye, went outside, praised Jesus Christ and went on my way to Circle k for a diet coke, Frito Lays, E&J, 🍊 orange Optimo and a pack of Marlboro lights
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