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Sep 2020
they sit in empty chairs and speak kettle-whistle,
wishing us well.
This is one of my favourite lines. I don't care much for the rest of the poem, and yet these words are lost without it. Sometimes, words need other words.
ju
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ju  F/England
(F/England)   
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