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Note: I have been getting “Server not found” for 3 days now.
Note: I have been receiving "No server found: for 3 days... Dear John: In your fiftieth year you are still drowning in anger. It will be death. A family gathering is meant to be together yet you walk in, a razor edge gleaming. Your attacks only draw attention from those who don’t know about the shoe shine box beatings. Fists, toys, anything dad’s rage could grab; your head as target. If I could erase the poundings, I would swipe left to right, soft shifts that coat festering wounds. You choose dad’s mistakes as your legacy. My life sucked too. Remember when I forgot to take out trash? His fists made me stop breathing Irony: his fists to knock my breath back. None of us were never anyone’s perfection.