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Apr 2017
Fly
Every time we part
I try not to miss you
and
the splendid fanfare in my head;
I simply smile, eat
and go to bed
with stomach whirling with what I can't quite put my finger on:
you
and your
winged aplomb.
Simon Soane
Written by
Simon Soane  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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