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...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
more to follow later time just zips by when I'm not paying attention to it and this primary journal has been neglected for a week... I have scribbles on scraps here and there that will become entries, but they are catch-up entries... this journal has become a year of catching up... so many details probably slipped through the cracks, but then, who notices... not to many people pay attention anymore... that means I appreciate you, dear readers, all the more J you are why I keep coming back you keep me on track even when I feel down and blue I just remember you're there and I return for you you are why I drag myself up when I feel I've had enough when the meaning has lost it's way I remember you are reading and I find something to say if I could express what it means to know you are there the love in the words would stop wars if I could show you how it feels to know that you care it would radiate out from from my pores energy is beaming for you dreaming of you needing you beyond my dreams and everything these words might convey no matter what I say can't tell you how much it means to know you are there and to know you care it's simple to say I love you but it's more than words can say and you know it's true thank you, dear readers, for keeping me here... even when I am gone J |
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