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Nov 2021
Two hundred people boarded the boat
set sail for paradise
About one hundred fell to the side
about fifty dried up and cried
twenty five turned away and died
Fifteen never replied
nine ran away to hide
just one of us
disembarked
disillusioned
dishevelled
delirious
downhearted
drowned
but still alive.
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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