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Mar 2021
so, I can shoot
to the moon. Rip out
March, April and May. I’ll just
skip straight

to June. Make a hole
in the ground so, I can pour in
the rain. I’ll build a pool, swim
and sip champagne. Every “no”

I’ll add a “d” so, they’ll all
Nod at me. Life is play if
you tweak a thing or two. It’s like
rockets in my shoes!
sandra wyllie
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