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THROUGH THE BETRAYAL

THROUGH THE BETRAYAL

Some people just don't care...

They don't care who knows...

When Leadership turns their back...

Celebrate your demise...

Through their own set up...

There's a place all will reside...

Some remain on the high road...

Many have to stay on the low...

It's where they find comfort there...

You can't travel both at the same time...

The Good remains high...

They don't grow weary...

They only want to strive...

May you always find a heart to call home...

They're not hard to find...

They're the ones who pray for you in the constant...

May you always be loved All The Way Home...

Thank you for your Service...

May you ignore the ignorance always...

​​​​​​Keep those who appreciate you always closer...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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Marion

'May you always be loved All The Way Home'... sounds good to me S x

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Bernadete van d...

“The good remains high…they don’t grow weary…
they only want to strive.”
Good message, Ice Queen. Strong message in this write & video. 
Bernadete 
 

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