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Feb 2016
We expect a chair to be there when we sit down
We expect that the outcome will turn out ok
We expect the water from the bottle to taste good
We expect a stair to be there when we put our foot down
We expect that we will sleep well
We expect too much from such an unexpected universe
And we hope for good outcomes when all we had was bad karma.
Claire Walters
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Claire Walters  23/F/Pennsylvania
(23/F/Pennsylvania)   
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