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May 2014
a desperate hope
in a deep hole
to reach the brim was stl far
.the ladder found me hopeless
brusquely i climbed up
to the last step i found myself shaken down
and the persistence made me climb again and pushed me to the brim.
after ward i walked around the brim of the hole .
i didn't feel like taking a look down the hole but where to go......to be continued
standing near the brim my back facing the hole finding where to go
finding no where to direct  and i thought behind my back might be some
Written by
esther rugoli
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