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WE ALL LIVE IN A WILTED WORLD

Oh dear what can you do
We all live in a wilted world
It feels so  tiled we all feel
so jilted oh dear what can you do

We all live in a wilted world 
it as swirld and  twirled and
whirled and  curled around 
Oh dear what can you do 

We all live in a wilted world
Oh dear what can you do
some day the world  will 
not be blue and we are 
all due and theres no
clue when the world 
will not be wilted agin
oh dear what can you do

 

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Jill Tait

Yes its a very wilted world :( pinned x

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Greg Etsell

Who knows when it Ever gets better 

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Jill Tait

God knows but its getting alot worse here in the Uk

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Greg Etsell

I hear that If they don’t pay attention here in America these kids it’s going to get bad here again to the really bad here

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Marion

It is wilted indeed Greg, we are back in local lock down here ??

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Greg Etsell

that sad you are in lock down 
thank you for reading Marion

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Shaun Cronick

You're right Greg it can be a wilted world and some days it can be hard to tell.
Especially those wintery overcast early Monday morning starts.
And no real solution maybe just a little wishful thinking and hope, who knows might make things right.
A poem to make one think most definitely with no real answer or sunny destination to arrive at.
Thanks Greg and your poem to make any reader certainly ponder over.
 

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Greg Etsell

Thank you Shaun 
sometimes its that way
in Life

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