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Jun 2016
I said your name a lot in May
but I say it more today;
in June I yap your moniker with impromptu ease,
as green fills the leaves.
It feels like you're arriving,
in the start
of
summer
Simon Soane
Written by
Simon Soane  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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