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Jan 2016
The cafe tables are littered with left overs
pigeons forever observant
their regularity like faith.
Meanwhile its halibut tonight
Friday fish night,
are we so different?
Antony Glaser
Written by
Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
967
   --- and bones
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