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Easy Peasy
Easy peasy
Cakes and pies
Japanesey
Tell no lies
Raise the sun
Say a prayer
Night is done
Prove you care
Then one morn
I awoke
Dreams stillborn
Plans a joke
Doctoring fear
And nursing pain
Nothing’s clear
Shrill, insane
Where’s the promise
Of the Most High
Do I mingle praise
With the tears I cry
I like it quaint
Like any good saint
Follow the verse
Remove the curse
But now I feel all alone
A nasty storm has me blown
Where’s the favor
I once received
From my savior
In whom I believe
Easy peasy
Has flown away
Leaving me queasy
To stomach the day
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I have felt like that MANY times over my 86 years…and, have been warned about expressing a cry of pain…mercy.
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