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Richard J Edwards 1960 (Ft Belvoir)
The hour is late in life and I entertain no strife. The power of words don't escape me so I use them gently. Be ready for anything today and dissolve it with a smile. The willing is always ready for an adventure and are usually not disappointed. Did U put your best foot forward and by doing so announced that you will not become a victim of the nontruth. Your people are always happy to see you and there is power in that.
About this poem
I was sitting in a grocery store parking ready to go in and I don't know what triggered this however as I've said these words just come to me. I do believe as well besides God letting these words come to me my life's experiences play a big part. Before I spen 21yrs in the Navy my life growing up as I come from a broken home lead me to living in alot of different places among a diverse group of people as well as different states. I'm a common man that is a little harmlessly different. more »
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