http://slow.writerscafe.org/rlva1dez The original writings of author RL Valdez en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776054635 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It's that time of the year... again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rlva1dez/2317537/ We all have our own s***s and dealsBattles we fight to keep up the reelLives at stake if we mess the ordealTough times to deal with a strong will.We have these s***s and deals all aroundFrays over ideal well-groomed bound,Fuss we fret that create painful soundsUntil when the pandemic stays in pound... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rlva1dez/2171230/ He goes, She goes... No one can make them apart. 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