The tears my mother cries as she washes dishes after dinner
Vaughn Williams on the stereo
The way my brother leans all of his weight into me when we hug
The promise my father keeps, “call me if you need anything”
The wedding, the divorce, the remarried women, the man she remarried
Women who make their own birthday cakes
And every time my brother and I refuse to part without saying “I love you”
That is god
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I was wondering if you ever considered changing the page layout of your
website? Its very well written; I love what youve got to say.
But maybe you coiuld a little more in the way of content soo people could connect wih it better.
Youve got an awful lot of tewxt ffor only having
one or 2 pictures. Maybe you could space it out better?
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Undeniably believe that which you said. Your favorite reason seemed to
be on the internet the easiest thing to be aware
of. I say to you, I definitely get irked while people think about worries that
they just don’t know about. You managed to hit the nail upon the top and defined out the whole
thing without having side effect , people can take a signal.
Will probably be back to get more. Thanks
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