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Mar 2014
Don’t let the hot air get under your skin

You’ll burst by the tiniest ***** of a pin

If you have a strong fabric you’ll have room to vent

And a ***** here and there will not ruin your tent



There’s not so much pressure when there’s such room to breathe

Hot air may sneak in but in time it will leave

For nothing is able to come burst your bubble

If you’re skin has some give, you can sift through the rubble
Louise Leger
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Louise Leger  New Brunswick, Canada
(New Brunswick, Canada)   
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