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Aug 2019
The world is full of *******
that can’t handle candor
and have no acceptance of people
question everything
never learn acceptance
never make the time for friends
I’ve had it with catering to them
and their fragile egos
their pettiness of people
their drama and their constant complaints
I’m not a saint –
But still, I wish no one ill will
To me, I’m better off in my own company
Where the only stones thrown
are in the river
and the only ripples
are the circles around the pebble
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
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