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Apr 2015
Life - love - death - are all but a flicker of a flame;
     the flutter of a scarf in the breeze.
Here one moment,
     gone the next,
like slipping over the edge of sleep
and being wrenched back up again.
Theodore Bird
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Theodore Bird  London
(London)   
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