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Mad I came and mad I went
The tree grew as the twig was bent
As this twig was twisted
Not that I could have resisted
Nor would have had any say
Hello here I am anyway
Finding myself at the dance
A mindful Steven Curtis Lance
One of two older than you
Where being there might as well stay
Told behind you come to be
Sent as bent as I went but free
Now to be and do my best
Love sent its one request of me
This dance of life by chance
How I get to forget the rest
Of my bent family tree
+Steven Curtis Lance
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Ron
Love ya!
Jane Elin