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Beneath my willow weeping
Poems
Nov 2016
My fathers love
Twas me fadder
he sat nigh me
Hummin a low tune
To mah wee mind
its sounded ov scorn
As well as fog cross de Moore
Twere de first time I cam to it
Dat grim Epiphany
that thar was nothing but hate for me
In the heart of me fadder
#sad
#sorrow
#forgotten
#tired
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