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Mar 2019
But I could not pray even for a moment
  my heart is sterile and barren
  there would be the worst insidious lies
  in every word that's to be spoken--

unfit am I on this wide and open earth
how could I aspire for heaven?
the golden rules of good living
every single one I have knowingly broken.
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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     Maria and winter
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