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Aug 2015
I can hear my brain whirring.
Ticking.
Tocking.
Clocking.
To and fro.
Constantly swaying back and forth.
Echoes of woe.
Mental compass pointing anywhere but North.
Circling,
Like one lobe is shorter than the other.
This puzzle has confounded me;
Why won't it work?
Am I such a berk?
Writing a java program and I have hit a stumbling block.
Emma Sims
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Emma Sims  Nottingham
(Nottingham)   
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