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Blessed
13 February, 2002
Author: Barbara Goodhew

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I don't walk the same, but at least I walk.
I don't talk the same but at least I can talk.
I'm not the same but I feel blessed.
Have friends and family that are proud of me.
I'm proud of myself too. Some people think I'm obsessed.
I am, obsessed with time
having time to do what I like.
Being a poetress

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