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Forgechu

Everyday I wake up, to the gods I ask, “Will the time come when I fin’lly forgechu?” So I go on my day and put on a mask, Hope that in my busy-ness I fin’lly forgechu. Continue reading

Everyday I wake up, to the gods I ask, “Will the time come when I fin’lly forgechu?” So I go on my day and put on a mask, Hope that in my busy-ness I fin’lly forgechu. Continue reading