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WEIRD HAPPENINGS

Things are seeming to say...

 My life is in danger...

I'm sure I'm not the only one who is seeming...

People may not understand completely...

It isn't a conspiracy theory...

More are aware...

It's looking pretty weird down here...

Would I really see four more decades anyway?

I was hoping to have someone I could leave my heart with...

It's all about this or that they would prefer...

When I think this has potential...

This has possibility...

People really do have a lot in common...

There are times I want to watch...

There are times I am made to look...

It isn't what they say...

It's how they said it...

Leave my heart to Science?

Didn't they try to kill us too?

sparrowsong

 

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Neville

Not only an intriguing poem but a poem filled with so very many possibilities and maybe actual lies that it hardly bares thinking about .. but some of us still do regardless .. Neville  

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sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

😂

Thank you for your kind come moment and support!

🤗

​​​​​sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

My device...

I laughed and it went crazy...

Thank you for your kind comment...

Weird Happenings!

 

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