Here it is the end of February almost, A second birthday has come and gone without my dear twin Jim. I miss you so much my dear brother. I have a cold, and it is snowing. "The Snow is Falling, the wind is howling, calling you home to me." A song I just written. I'm working on another "Over my Shoulder", there you are strumming my strings...
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