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Apr 2018
The day that I stumbled upon the wishing well,
The sun was out and the fresh spring flowers had a great smell.

The day that my life was about to change,
I was happy and looking forward to the day ahead - nothing strange.

The day I learned a great life lesson,
I believed my confidence and happiness were things no one could lessen.

The day I stumbled upon the wishing well,
I realised trust was very delicate indeed - encased in a fragile shell.

The day after I stumbled upon the wishing well,
The sun hid and the flowers fell,
And where my trust in people went.Well, No one could tell...

So you see, that day I learnt that no one does anything for free.
Wishes and the people that 'grant' them, provide only a temporary glee.
PM
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     Mary-Eliz and Mims
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