The Jumble Thinks - 24 Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
The Jumble Thinks - 24
We want to be happy, and as people, still we
like more to listen to the lie, not wanting a
truth to dawn on to us. We hope that the fate,
the will deal, other cards, and we will gather
it what it is necessary. An absolution will
settle of the rest. We always forget about a
time. The one unfortunately it isn't stopping
and here cards won't help.
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