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My hand goes out to you, sir...

Nothing will stop this man for where he has to be.
Inspirational thoughts, he can see.
Lifting off this evilness, and wiping dry this mess.
Longing to be in her arms, he confessed.
Walking off the bad energy and bringing in positivity.
This is what he wants in his life.
She is who he wants for his wife.
Nobody would of guessed that and somehow he kind of knew.
They together are happy to.
They collect each others thoughts.
A memory is what he bought.
They live in one another's dream.
She is happy, is what it seemed.
Narrowing down their latest endeavor.
Raise up his other hand to you, sir.
It must of been hard to please her.
Alas to ya, my hand goes out to you, sir.
©terrylin53