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JOURNAL #14 I would ask almost timidly
for a glass of water
and he would yell back
a thunderous NO!
like I had hit him up for a twenty and not
some pathetic glass of H20
that is free, no less
what an absolute troll
well, nearly free anyway
if life weren't so very hard
it just might be a little easier
like in the Disney movies or on T.V.
that single thought made me laugh
just as I drifted off to sleep
the only place where I felt completely at
peace
as well as
in full control..........................
(Aug. 28, 1995)
