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Jan 2021
Mistakes are ok, I tell to my son but
Leave no vacancy for my own

Always the best medicine the pharmacist has
My prescription? Well, I forgot…

An abundance of pearls to freely give
Yet, my neck lies bare

Advice is my jam!
None for my toast please

Works for others
So, why not try?

A Bitter pill
Dry swallow it down

Take 2 and
Call me in the morning
Written by
Amanda Simard  33/F/Canada
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