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human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.



Friday, September 28, 2018

I don't know why...

Walking to dad's this evening, a song drifted into my head, and I started singing quietly to myself. "Tin can at my feet, I think I'll kick it down the street. That's no way to treat a friend. Bright before me the signs implore me, help the needy and show them the way. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's going to rain today."

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