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A message from your frontal lobe:
Mutual Respect has fled the country, perhaps the globe
In his absence, we have many new chores
Oppression and persecution, bombings and wars
Mutual Respect sends his regrets
Football is not just a sport, it is a passion.
I did not choose my current destiny with foot ball, it chose me.
If everything is dipped in gold it most certainly will never grow, everything sweet not sugar coated. When the pain is deep its highly-noticed. Often times it's hard to focus.
Yes, today it might be rainy and
the sun might never shine,
but if you look beyond the clouds
it's shining bright behind.
It's ok to be yourself and just
let go for a while.
It's not just scraping teeth or flouride treatments.Not just wearing scrubs or poking gum.
Shall I compare thee to a spring's rain?
Nature's winds that sometimes remains silent,
And the rain drops that come and go away
Forever being the most defiant.
I'm loving the refreshing and cool breeze,
