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Aug 2015
We have lived our lives on clotheslines
and antiquities; I carry my home
in the soles of your shoes:

home is where you are,
and happiness is where my arms
always find yours in the dark.
rained-on parade
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rained-on parade  Sheffield, England
(Sheffield, England)   
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