It was the finger pointing in my face…those words that accompany it..i was a statute as the artist played with the all of my conception..yet the anxiety had frozen me and I watch as the night mare continue
It was the finger pointing in my face…those words that accompany it..i was a statute as the artist played with the all of my conception..yet the anxiety had frozen me and I watch as the night mare continue
Be well Sheldon..
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John and I are thinking of you, Sheldon. You are in our prayers dear friend.
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Thank you so much and may I and Maria keep you both close to our hearts
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Thank you Sheldon and Maria, it is much appreciated xo
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I hate that finger in the face struff.
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I wrote this someday I shall be a writer
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I’ve been thinking of you and hope you’re in good hands, Shel. xo
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Now I am
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