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Feb 2019
To hold on
   but to what?
   we are born
   to cope with the hard-

   rising every dawn
  one feels the rut
  and the nauseam drawn
  on our life that tear us all apart.
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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