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When
When will i be part of a real family
When will someone love me
When will i stay in one place
When will i win the race
When will i stop starting over
When will i get off this demon rollercoaster
When will someone see me for who i am now
When will i stay and be happy living in one town
When will i have someone to spend the holidays with
When will my heart feel a warm sweet bliss
When will i be loved for who i am now
when will they stop judging me by my past times running out
I hope one day i will be loved by a family i can call my own
I hope one day i'll live in a real home
poem
by
Jean Pullman
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