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Apr 2021
I feel guilty when I leave you
It’s what I have to do
To go up on my way
I travel to work one day
The next day I return, coming back to you!
On ward Home I do!

I don’t like leaving you
Years to go are few
But as I’m not retired yet
The work is there and I am set
To full fill my working days
And then in time I’ll retire and laze!

And spend all my days with you!
Theresa Hartley-Mace
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Theresa Hartley-Mace  61/F/Calverton
(61/F/Calverton)   
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