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Sep 2015
We only met upon the page,
different experiences, different lives,
fleeting sightings of him on the screen,
saddened when he finally died.

His 'squat pen' still digs into my mind,
mining for a common ore,
sharing feelings raw and ripe
of kindness, cruelty, death and life.
Written by
Tony Luxton  Runcorn
(Runcorn)   
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