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Aug 2015
the things that pass between us
by the merest touch, thought, glance and whisper,

are the precious threads
woven through the tapestry
that is our daily lives.

they glint and gleam
and catch our memories eye.

giving us pause
and creating the secretive smiles
that sustain us on the darkest days.
betterdays
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betterdays  F/east coast australia
(F/east coast australia)   
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