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Oct 2016
The shattering made everyone stop
talking and look around at
what was happening and I
just stood there with what's
called a sheepish grin kind of
embarrassed at my misfortune

and people rolled their eyes and
picked up their lives and whispered
to each other that it was only
a matter of time seeing as I was
holding onto it so clumsily

But actually it was you who
with the sweetest of smiles and
the most sympathetic of nods
took it from my trembling hands
and let it tumble down.
Opener
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Opener  The Netherlands
(The Netherlands)   
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