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Jul 2015
You must be weary,
And a drop of teary,
From your arduous journey home.
The length of stay
While you're away,
Pierced me as a thorn.
Now stay awhile,
There's more to retract,
But they'll slip out
Because you're back.
My daughter's heading home from China.
Francie Lynch
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Francie Lynch
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