Resiliency

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My Pops never cease to amaze Me..... always the magician He is. Just when I think I figured out something, He Rubix cubes it & hands it back with that grin & innocent giggle.....
Haiti, Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Martyrs Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Great SlavesHaiti, Haiti, the Land of Ancient BravesThe Oasis that the evil monsters want to betray.
Haïti, Haïti, Haïti, la Terre des MartyrsHaïti, Haïti, le Pays des Grands EsclavesHaïti, Haïti, la Terre des Anciens BravesLa Terre que maints truands veulent trahir.
God please help me i feel sick to my stomach, i wanna fall on my feet, but im a man so i dare not weep, and please help me through my struggles and help my get through the night cause sometimes i feel like theres no point to life.
The grout is dirty,
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