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Days are like soap bubbles Nights, like the freight train rumbling through a ghost town Of late, My heart beats grudgingly, Daily chore, a Sisyphean task Writing is an ordeal the letters appear like ants scrambling for bread crumbs, A straight line ends up wavy and out of place, I walk with a pebble in my shoe, And tagging along everywhere is a nagging fear… What if? ~11/28/22 ~Contest: A Brian Strand Premiere #53

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Date: 11/29/2022 9:53:00 AM
What if...if only. Very nice write Abdul Congratulations on your win! :)
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Date: 11/29/2022 5:32:00 AM
- What a thought ... like soap bubbles ... lovely poem, Abdul - Congratulations on your win -
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Abdul Malik
Date: 11/29/2022 7:46:00 AM
Glad you liked it. Thanks.
Date: 11/29/2022 4:19:00 AM
Ohhhhh!! Those What If's running through one's head. Congratulations on this winning work in Brian's contest. Way to go. Sara
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Date: 11/29/2022 7:45:00 AM
Thanks Sara.