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Sep 2017
The faded memories of you and me, under the street lights and shop signs looking beautiful and pretty.

Now I walk into town trying to find our remembrance in our lost love city.

I'm scared of what I have become with the loss of you, so full of regret and a pining pity.
Pineapples
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Pineapples  Gloucester
(Gloucester)   
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     mikecccc, --- and fp
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