Saturday, July 11, 2020

The Lake Of Dreams Comments

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I joined the rowing boat in the middle of the dry lake
when a dust storm came whirling around screaming nasty words
and the shoreline disappeared.
The captain came down from the bridge wanted his lunch
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Jan Oskar Hansen
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Kumarmani Mahakul 11 July 2020

" Driving home helicopters were using my lake as a training ground." This story poem gives us nice information. This poem is brilliantly penned.

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