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The family rarely gets together oceans apart email and skype are there but touch and embrace are not the family meal remembrance and folly and joy and bitterness at new partings to come gelled over, smoothed with wine the mother asserts her role the desert a trifle memories of tastes past remembered again before the door opens and shuts another goodbye and for how long the question hangs the answers now are too late for tomorrow and so to bed
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Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 4:44 PM UTC
The Family Meal
The family rarely gets together oceans apart email and skype are there but touch and embrace are not the family meal remembrance and folly and joy and bitterness at new partings to come gelled over, smoothed with wine the mother asserts her role the desert a trifle memories of tastes past remembered again before the door opens and shuts another goodbye and for how long the question hangs the answers now are too late for tomorrow and so to bed
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Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 4:44 PM UTC
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