I used to live in a burning green state where smoke is value and kings just ate but now I live by far vast shore with sweetened tea and piquet gore my grandson Ant had quite a taste for subtle quiet and slowing pace he proves to me a legacy and find true love and switch war with peace when nights were cold he kindled fire when heat was heavy he let  inspire and so the tale of Johnsons wrung he made it better than anyone he found a way from out the dark and kisses  angels to keep such spark the names of one fell from the tree a golden apple far from its knees a flower grown from ash in snow a rose of rebirth reap good and sow..long live the loving memory of one true family member Karen Faye I really only trusted the things u say

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