There Shall Be No Returns

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No one brought to them a 'gift' basket, Filled with their own trials and tribulations. To sample and taste. This has been from their creation. From decisions that they've made. And choices they've had from the start. Who forced them to neglect their own values? With a sickening disrespect... Allowed in and out of their homes to roam. Who placed delusion high on their priority list? And when this was mentioned... Those brave enough to have done this, Were left abandoned like orphanes To feel quite alone! Shunned within the same environment. No one brought to them a 'gift' basket, Filled with their own trials and tribulations. To sample and taste. And if that happened... They chose and selected, The packing and the wrapping! Inform them... There shall be no returns.

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