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There are days I wonder if all of life is but a dream.
We all know that nursery rhyme about rowing your boat slowly down the stream.
I have experienced or seen an old man on his death bed actually rowing as if he was in a boat on his bed.
How was that?馃憜
We (I was not alone) had to give him the stick as he was complaining that he should be given the paddle.
It was as if the oarsman/rower was paddling the boat roughly or wrongly.
When we handed him the stick, he became calm. Then he started paddling with it and so gently.
We watched, hearing the sound of the stick hit the wooden bed.
I was younger (12 years) and today I wish to share this experience with you.
What do you think?
Comment.
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