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Jan 2016
Oh what a life
A wicked loving
strange life !
this is what
I believe
I have lived .
To reach for someone
no longer there
Holding their hand
While they sleep
The tears will dry
And memory ’s fade
I miss the love
If it was there
At all……….?
john walker
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