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Will I get my dream job, car, or home?
Each instance of fate hangs upon whim,
Like that of the bluebirds, born to roam.
Will I get my dream job, car, or home?
Amidst the questing, time's often flown,
For chance dwells in a region, very dim.
Will I get my dream job, car or home?
Each instance of fate hangs upon whim.

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Sunday, December 25, 2022

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 24 April 2023

Wonderful Evelyn TFS

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Dr Dillip K Swain 24 April 2023

Brilliant poetic expression. Loved the way the poetesss puts emphasis on the taken theme, 'Will I get my dream job, car or home? '....absolutely brilliant.

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Anjandev Roy 24 April 2023

.......fate hangs upon whim...... significant.....

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