No Changing
I certainly can't help it, if you
don't like me or
my custom
beliefs,
If we are going to be friends,
one of us needs
to remit our
griefs.
It is quiet true we are at odds
with values I have
always held
dear.
The problem: when either one
of us talk, the other
does not
hear.
:
Yorktown Disciple
I certainly can't help it, if you
don't like me or
my custom
beliefs,
If we are going to be friends,
one of us needs
to remit our
griefs.
It is quiet true we are at odds
with values I have
always held
dear.
The problem: when either one
of us talk, the other
does not
hear.
:
Yorktown Disciple
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Remit
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griefs
our
griefs