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  I( Cindy) am to blame... For the loss I cant create

I wanted to make  story I wanted to make a world a

City of Rome... That someone builds... That someone 

Made so differant using big gold words.... Too so

You like what I write and want to read past the title

And think its worth more in a 5 troy ounce silver bar if

I saved and buy the desires I could afford a little miniature

2 dollar copper... I walked and saw imaginary deer where

Once upon a time they were here....I didnt think nothing

Just happy I was going out of THE city limits....

I know President Putin you might not like me

Or care... Its ok... I know you would do feel 

Same way as everyone... I wish I could write 

Something longer than a few sentences

Because I feel I am comforted from this lonely exsistences

Nothing to say nothing goes on. Just zen thoughts

Of nothingness... The real life Ifeel unsure stray

Afraid soo I am ok... To be honest I can t make it

Its at the end of my day... So I'm accomplished

And defeated... Its my uncles birthday 

Today... And my dads grave... Hes been gone since 

05... John R.... Cowboy J R I have more

Than anyone deserves... I have loved

In my own way and its better these emotions

Stay inside my heart... Always crucify my savior jesus christ

So I may live... My sins Maybe wrong

Jesus died once but..... He was on a cross

For the whole world... That means

Maybe he was there in a space of time

Noone can measure... And I could not

Bear it..im tired... I might go back to here he was

Buried... Again... I put my babies ashes on his tomb

If it was my child... I dont know... Someone

Stole... I m ok...I wish it was more positive

And I dont open my mouth to complain or talk about

Wrongs... Like stealing my dads inheritance

Money from me... Im sorry dear god... Forgive...

I did ok... I am exhausted with the brunt in my skitzophrenic mind... Why you dont go see him...

Live right up the road with a car... God forgive me these personnal thoughts... Why he dont have a cross at his tomb...

Or flowers why you are in Ohio if John was your dad...

Why u brought him from Ohio dead....im ok...I had guilt and blame while you went hog wild spend his money...

You work for money... Im ok... Im poor... I sign the papers to you...

I like to have my dad alive....

You are like take the blessing stolen of abraham ...im sorry lord for my heart... By cindy young... My dads child... I think...

Серия сообщений "Captain capsize. Flooies and pie":

Cindy Bottenfield young

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Часть 19 - From me... Good Night
Часть 20 - Thank You to Russia from Me
Часть 21 - Good Morning!!!
Часть 22 - Good Evening...

Серия сообщений "To Russia from me.":

I feel each individual may 💘.... Some other Place...

Часть 1 - From me...
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Часть 14 - From me....
Часть 15 - From me... Im sorry....
Часть 16 - Good Morning!!!
Часть 17 - Good Evening...
Часть 18 - Story