When one falls into a hole, lies and assumptions abound how does one banish the evils inside? I liked the hole before the devil came down to Georgia.Now I am strangling inside. I won't speak any more there in lies danger. Isolation my solace if there is any to be found. Accusations like litter on a Chicago street gives me pause but I won't beat feet. I will try what I haven't before, stand my ground and steadfast stick to my truths. Reign in my anger and search for answers like a sleuth. UFFKIN AY I'm back in the saddle again.
