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Nov 2017
I saw you throwing stones on the old wooden pier
I turned to look away I never saw you disappear

My distraction was the ripples rolling up along the sand
The bubbles in the water and a fist clenching hand

The silence that did follow Sent chills along my spine
I still don’t know your name I never cared because you weren’t mine
Terence James Potter
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Terence James Potter  69/M/Wales
(69/M/Wales)   
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