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Oct 2011
It used to be a game,
A bet with chance,
A cross with time,
With years gone by,
The reasons changed,
I bleed to survive,
I'm anchored by pain
© Nicola-Isobel H.      20.06.2011
Isobel G
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Isobel G  28/F/Australia
(28/F/Australia)   
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