by Ariette Singer
(Canberra, ACT, Australia)
I sometimes wish
I were a graceful swan,
And my life - a lovely lake
To smoothly glide upon.
Alas, for many, Life 
Is often like a storm,
And those who go into it 
Get mercilessly thrown
Are forced to accept 
Fate's cruel acts as a 'norm'... 
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