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"I hate that station, come on Donny, change it." He did as he was told but he'd much rather listen to fine opera that her piggesh mouth.
Embraced by the one who loved most, he could now take on this journey. Filled to the full with the truth of it all. Humbled, but now, ready to run.. what had just begun was in some ways finished in his mind.
In a embracing sort of stance.. the old man tried as hard as one might expect an man of great age and wisdom to embrace the child he had never met.
"Sit child. Stand and listen. Leave it be!" Charley wondered where his beloved Nanny Lois had gone.. his mother was just plan impossible. Why couldn't Lois have showed up to help his gather himself. It was Lois who he'd rather be managed by.
I am my beloved, and my beloved is mine.. she sang and sang.. her heart to content. Where once it was contrite, broken and downright gross. She now smiled as she sang My beloved is mine..
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