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The world is getting crazy, early mornings more hazy. What can we do, to see it all thru? Not using rose colored glasses half empty or half full. But something strong, that can cut thru the bull. What can possibly have that kind of pull? I Don’t know but I would imagine, it’s got to be about a connection that might not be understood.But comes to us, at the depths of our sorrow, when instead of focusing in, we ask for a better tomorrow.

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