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Iv'e lost a special friend wrenched from my hands In the dead of night She is precious beyond words Her chastisement was never cruel I look every where for her To no avail I call her name My voice falling on deaf ears She tries to speak But can only cry Blind, she can not find her way...

There I was, no lie. Every pair of work pants I own, are, simply put ...... tatered. Can't even put change in the pockets. Soooo says I, "i'm gonna buzz on down to the thrift store, n buy some". I'm thinkin as I walk in, "mask, mask, mask" Ugh, there they are, two of em, wearin masks. Now...

https://www.ktsm.com/news/breaking-possible-active-shooter-at-walmart-near-cielo-vista-mall/ This makes me so angry! And is one of the reasons I carry a weapon every day. Prayers for the victims families.

Nothing profound, just introducing myself. I am me.