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Mar 2015
Monday morning feeling great ,
get to work half ,past eight,
load a van ,lots of beds,
to pacify weary heads,
were on the road, here we go ,
busy day, cant go to slow,
then out the blue ,what"s this a text,
oh its the wife ,whatever next,
that"s odd it reads ",we need to talk"
I reply "ok straight after work",
but thats no good ,new message sent,
"I WANT OUT"
this time it"s meant,so all the years of wedded bliss,
end just like that ,no final kiss
stuart robert sims
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stuart robert sims  mansfield
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