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Feb 2017
It all came to a standstill,
A day when time stood still,
A beautiful world, fogged and grey,
Grief was its own land, okay?
But the sun arose the next day,
And we woke up anyway,
When the past was  a distant land,
Time stood still, not so grand........
Feedback welcome.
Written by
Julie Grenness  Australia
(Australia)   
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