WE are debtors yes. But to this thing/institution/corporation/body made of people punching clocks and taking home tender/beneficent provider of funding for the unknowing, let our chains be broken. You and me, girl, let's loose the chains the bind. TD Jakes-style. All forceful and sweaty and with gold chains around chubby fingers.
We are not there yet. But we will be. and OH! the handsome Valley(OH!) that awaits. greener pastures for our grubby green hands.
I made a payment and 20,000 dollars on two accounts became zeros, one positive, one negative, now even. It was an easy moment built on a year or more of moments of another kind. It's an odd thing that paying for an education teaches so much more than the endsum of the education itself. Let me learn this lesson well so as to not tread lightly for you and our unborn children.
Let me be a debtor. A pickpocket is always a pickpocket, Fagin and the Artful Dodger attest. But let my debts be for treasures in the great beyond where my Father and brother and savior wait for me.
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That's a heart that you made
That's a heart and the both of you made it
That's a heart that you made
And I won't rest until I break it
It’s the histoire de la family
It’s the histoire de la femme
It's the histoire de la family
And I won't rest until I forget about it
I won't rest until I don't care
I won't rest until I forget about it
I won't rest until I don't care
Je t’aime the valley
Je t’aime the valley OH!!!
Je t'aime the valley
I am an orphan de la valley
And I won’t rest until I forget about it
I won’t rest until I don’t care
And I won't rest until I forget about it
XIU XIU, I Luv the Valley, OH!
[clearer exposition will follow, someday]
