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THE GRUDGE.! By: Dr. Clive Martin Fray.


They Killed You Alive: And Post You Up 'Embarrassed and Foolish.! 'Small: And Slowly Becoming Too Cruel.. 'Sorry.! And No Amount of Words Cannot Comfort: Nor Say One Thing at a Time.. Oh' ... So 'You want to Be Happy? Yes? Well ... Me too.! And I want to feel 'Respected & Special.! And: 'Loved. For The Great "Who We Were.... Like The way How Much We Love You: And Urgently Need it Back.! And Urgently Feel like Breaking your heart for even just a Piece. ......... Because we Always loved Cherished Something that we've Already gotten used to. And Always Love to do Not Leave it : nor None of it's Knowing Behind. : A Shameful Paradox of 'Faith.... and 'Change. A Silly OutLook On Strong People. Like Thrown out Paintings of Black or White: Of Vintage and Prestige. ........ Remember the Roads we never Travelled? We covered their Grounds anyway.. And Every Deed was said not Easy: We've Managed to Get Done 'Still .. We've handled Moments and Controlled Time when it was needed and Necessary.: We are Celestial and Almost Invisible. : We Move like spirit over Waters.: The First and Second: Third Heavens: We Accessed All the Border. And Legend say we were some of the Greatest People to ever walk the planet ... ....... We Speak from a Place of Devine Authority, The Holiest of Holiest. And sent This Message Back From the Future: As Proof And Confirmation. From Where no Some what amount of money Did make any one Person Better. Nor did it hold the Magic that could Fix their shaking and shrivel: it did not pay their pain away nor Bought them a comfortable smile. Neither did it say to Them nor show them Any way. It did not Reveal to them no Knowledge. Nor grant them this: Peace that we have. It Lead them Blind And Carried them Foolish. And Scattered Them 7 different dirrections.
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