It's not our fault
How life turns out
At time we have no control
On how it all unfolds
We may be going our way
All joyous and gay
Then out of the blue
Life just hits you
It may be a good thing
That makes your heart sing
But you have to leave it alone
Since you're set in a tone
That thing that is said
Is just stuck in your head
When with lemons you're paid
You just make lemonade
S. Lancaster-Primus
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S.Lancaster-Primus (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
it's what happens .. I enjoyed your ink ma'am .. Neville
Thanks ♥️
Enjoyable read
Thank you ♥️
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