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Misunderstanding

The Misunderstanding The doctor at the hospital told him grim news, he hadn´t long to live. Outside the day looked brighter than before what he had noticed he now saw and deeply regretted his blindness. Bought a packet of cigarettes, and since he was dying anyway health didn´t matter anymore. In a shop he bought a silk rope, long and strong, he always liked silk it was so soft on the touch. Home he made a noose, put it around his neck climbed up on a table and fastened the rope to a roof beam. The mobile phone rang, it was the doctor who was sorry, there had been a mix up with the papers, he was not going to die after all, elated he jumped off the table and….

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Date: 4/30/2013 6:36:00 AM
Very good poem. Great read.
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 4/30/2013 7:04:00 AM
thank you Mattew
Date: 4/23/2013 7:15:00 AM
Nothing to do but laugh till the sheep come home. I hope you don't mind my smart-aleck comments. love, Kathy
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 4/24/2013 4:10:00 AM
not at all my dear

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