I don't understand sometimes why I couldn't have had my own life. Is it overpopulation - are there so many souls to be born that we just must learn to share bodies to save the planet?
Sometimes a neighbour's look, a post-card, a telephone call]
will carry you up the shore of another life]
and leave you gaping amazed at sudden jungle]
a world away from the dolorous desk.]Castaway by Margaret Scott
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