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A poem about my family problems.... |
| O Fate, Creator of time and space and all who inhabits this realm Why did you create me so differently from my cousins? With the oldest of my cousins still around in jail for murder, With a cousin whose hurting the one she loves With an older cousin dying from an anuyersm With a cousin having problems of the heart And all of them having behavioral problems of sorts Why am I so blessed when others in my family are so lost? |