So hard to wash my hands on the clay I may. My day of joy has lost - TopicsExpress



          

So hard to wash my hands on the clay I may. My day of joy has lost its way. Not even wealth could overcome the guilt I felt. Is it the hand I have been dealt? Or I have wilted like butter melt? So many sides to the journey. The view is yours, but not for you to enjoy. Solid grounds layed are much better than an unskilled workman paid. Time invested is better than accrued interests at best. Pay the price
Posted on: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 12:52:10 +0000

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