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Jul 2014
The same daily toil
Labour without cease
Tool covered in oil
Needs more elbow grease

Thoughts wandering free
Take me to the brim
Below bushy tree
In sweet pool to swim

Force within now drives
Moment waited for
Day's ****** arrives
I'm released once more
TheExpat
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TheExpat  Romania
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