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“I must go to carols tomorrow night.”
Mother is serving the soup. Chicken soup again, with noodles, for the third day in a row. While from next door, a roast tickles the nostrils. A myriad globules…
Contributor:
Serge Liberman
Places:
Melbourne, Australia
Date:
1981
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Hot lava flows in my veins to-night,
My nerves are jangling mad,
The Joy of Life is a tinsel gaud,
The sweetest songs sound sad.
I feel the drag of the Wanderlust,
I see the ghosts stream by…
Contributor:
Nathan Spielvogel
Places:
Ballarat, Australia
Date:
1913