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Poopy diapers and rolling overs The piggly wiggly’s and ogar toes; Crawling to stumbling and walking shortly Then eating sand while tumbling in the waves… Learning to talk, read, and write
although i was only 5  i knew what it was to drive  knew alll about a ride  which seemed easy  the hard part was learning dead from alive  if only they understood...  at the time i didnt understand 
One day you will understand , i promise im not leaving you but ... in reality i have to go ...i want you to know that youre my heart youre my soul more than a grandchild in fact ..
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