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 Apr 2019 Chris
Abbie Victoria
I am transparent,
Can you see,
Whats black and white,
Is grey to me.
If ups were downs,
Then I’d be crowned.
Back to front,
and inside out,
Im going over,
A roundabout.
When right turns wrong,
And left goes right,
Hide at the back,
in plain sight.
Two steps forward,
three steps back,
F*ck I’ve gone and lost track.
 Apr 2019 Chris
Poetress2
Bare feet in the sand,
as it squishes neath my toes.
I love the Ocean!
 Apr 2019 Chris
Poetress2
Oak branches reach up,
as if to kiss the blue sky,
a breathtaking sight.
 Mar 2019 Chris
Salmabanu Hatim
The only difference with my father's hearing loss is:
He didn't listen before,
now he can't.
21/3/2019
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