ALWAYS LIFTS UP MY SPIRITS, TILL I'M SOARING HIGH ABOVE THE CLOUDS, ALMOST TOUCHING THE STRATOSPHERE, WILLING MYSELF TO REMAIN HERE 4 EVER, BUT ALWAYS FALLING BACK TO TOUCH THE GROUND, W/ ALL IT'S UGLINESS & TROUBLE & PAIN. SEEKING OUT MY "FRIENDS:"(MY CRITTERS), I FIND SOLACE & WARM HEARTFELT GREETINGS.(TILL I GO UP THERE ONCE MORE, TO SOAR W/BOB)
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