Toxic kid with no love of his parents

tight spaces
make me dizzy
tight spaces
with many people
will make me die

trains are okay

not roses nor tulips
not the smell of the wind rushing through your face
on the first day of spring
not the smell of newly cut grass
that fills your lungs with a new day

freshly squeezed orange juice

dark hair
glasses
he cares?
same classes
darling eyes
dashing smile
high five

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POST LE WINDMILL IN 5 OTHER PROFILES TO KEEP STEAM PROPERLY AIR CONDITIONED.

Let God Use You

Her color is diff'rent,
Her ways strange to you.
You do not include her,
In things that you do.

She may not be your friend,
But how are friends made?
By taking the first step,
And not being afraid.

Be God's hand, and reach out,
Be God face, and smile.
You may make a good friend
In a little while.

And she may just see God,
In things that you do.
And finally reach out,
To accept Him, too.