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Jun 2016
I am aware,
That fate is fickle
There is no need
To despair
When I am in a pickle
As fate is fickle
As it all just is
A brittle brick
However
The bitterness of pickles
Are not quite as fickle
Just something I thought about in a car ride on rainy day
Norbu Lhaden
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