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Hands could not take her further up; hands got exhausted

Hands could not take her further up; hands got exhausted

I thought;
If someone could dictate;
I shall be able to complete
Prices kept skyrocketing;
By asking we don’t get dreams
I required another two hrs sleep
Meeting the ends through means

You mentioned Balwyn North
People have worked for many years
Prisoners have nightmares
They cannot dream
People have died in battles
I asked; can you complete the scene.

Dr Baljit Singh
Wednesday, 6th February 2019

 

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