Wrong Direction

S Sylvia Frances Chan Sylvia Frances Chan
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What is it now? which word should I choose, wow! what choice have I which word I can choose and why vivisection no, wrong direction dividend not so inherent that is exactly like interest of the capital of money mine.... perhaps thine.... well, my dear, time is money these words have I chosen for thee if I spent much or less time that's the same as the amount in money we all together spent much much time on poetry we do not get one single dime of money one exceptional is there for published poems long time after we decease we will be immortal with ease and very, very famous all over the globe and let us hope that the world will read how intelligent we are though the earned money go to them the speakers, the seekers, the philanthropists we do not get one single dime since the money enters the pockets at another time long after we decease I do not say these precious words fluently on our epitaph will be put most beautifully here lies the world famous poet and author he was an excellent writer, sublimest poet and bad actor Are these the wrong words then? What is it now, dear women and men? which word should I choose, hurry how much time do I get which word may I choose? hurry-hurry, so much time to loose emergency section, no, that's again the wrong direction a huge memorable epitaph signed with our autograph © Sylvia Frances Chan Dutch Poetess, Evangelist, World Traveler. Wednesday the 15th of august 2018- @10.59 hrs AM MyNOTES: Congratulations, dear Sally, today is accidentally Your birthday, many happy returns of the day!

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