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Dec 2014
On an endless journey
this Christmas eve train
sees loved ones texting,
amongst the rustle of newspapers
before the next days stay in.
AllΒ we need are snowflakes
like maidens tears
to lustre in the year.
Mister Robins cheerful
that he's remembered
more than those last moment e- cards
Antony Glaser
Written by
Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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