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Oct 2015
Just when it seemed like you were done
lost to the turn
you appear
with the most full of ends,
not frail or wanting,
strong as you ever were
at your height;
the most bright
of goodbyes.
Simon Soane
Written by
Simon Soane  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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