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May 2015
I made her in the mornings
A *** of tea for two.
I loved her twice at lunchtimes
Oh how everything grew.
I left her in the evenings
To find her something new.
I kissed her in the twilight
She walked me in the dew.
Andrew Tinkham
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Andrew Tinkham  USA
(USA)   
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