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The 24th Hour
She says I listen to corny songs, I laugh knowing she’s so right yet I can’t help enjoy nostalgia leaves me helpless to lovely times ~ I might be sitting in the meadow with your head in my lap a beautiful sun streaming in and me clueless to your beauty ~ we talk of beauty…
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Pride!
Be thankful to be alive that walking down the street didn’t kill anyone remember when bats and pipes seemed to define hatred more blatant more in your face more homophobic reaction to misunderstanding. That was long before the numbers grew well ahead of the closets and hidden coves the saunas and back alley shows. Remember…