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Apr 2012
You are possibly the only adult
who understands me. We walk to
the Co-Op and you buy me nail-varnish
and a magazine.

We spend hours in your jewellery box,
each gem has a story.
You drape a coral chain around
my neck and tell me I have fabulous
collar-bones.
RKM
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RKM
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   Rose, ---, Brycical, --- and Loewen S Graves
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