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Poem: 48 Hours

Reading is a series of human emotions. Writing is the gift of sharing these emotions.

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Twice the clock in a calendar day

If time becomes twofold, will I be astray?

Cram-full of trials is trouble-free

Humankind will live with glee


If the earth’s rotation speed will alter,

And a moment is doubled for all of God’s creatures,

Everyone’s pain will be less,

And the whole world won’t be a mess.

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