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Apr 2011
Save me,
But what is there to save,
There is no life here,
It has been gone for years,
You can only postpone,
The inevitable,
For so long,
But I ask,
Selfishly, I ask,
Save me,
Before I breathe my last
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.     15.04.2011
Isobel G
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Isobel G  28/F/Australia
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