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Apr 2017
I loved him in his fragility...
I basked in this beauty of the morn
Of he and I
In perfect serene
This place where time stood still
And I realise
Just how dear he is to me
I love him.
Elizabeth Burns
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Elizabeth Burns  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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