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I cannot and I can

I cannot and I can

There is a very fine line between I cannot and I can
Ask anyone who’s asked to isolate
If you get a stubborn man

He or she and it doesn’t matter about the sex
will immediately put their hackles out in a mad state of vex

Tho this will be only thinking of their safety on such a troubled time
one could be misrepresented thinking one had commit them a crime

Yes whilst it is up to an individual to stay as safe as one can we wish they had the common sense to think more about the well being of their fellowman

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Jill Tait

Awww luv that was so lovely & hope for us all Thank you Cherie my lovely friend ❤️❤️❤️

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Tony Taylor

Amen Sister!!......I agree with the poem and what Cherie had to say,....... in both cases the truth is that we see extreme cases from both ends of the spectrum during times like these...... and the final lines of the poems say it SO BEAUTIFULLY.......a gorgeous and truly well considered piece of poetic advice and insight!!.......ALL STARS!!....... great work dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo.  : )

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Jill Tait

Awww Thanks Tony it’s how I feel right now ?❤️?❤️

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