Off Form Poem by Margaret Moran

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Nothing can be done
Except suffer it for now
A trying ordeal

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This is a common experience that we all share. We know what a trying ordeal it is when it comes to our own turn. Hopefully, this keeps us mindful of what a trying ordeal it is for everyone else too.
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