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Sep 2017
The word on the street is
you're gone,
as seen morning breath will attest.
But in these columns of sunshine
this summer here appears,
and butterfly wings
still have time
to do their things.
Simon Soane
Written by
Simon Soane  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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