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Apr 2020
It's kind
of being unreal
in the rollover of time
all seems so ephemeral

as each moment rises and subsides
life seems hanging just on the peripheral
there's no constancy or certainty
nothing is unequivocal.
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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