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Jan 2018
My heart it beats through lonely days
my head it heeds no warning
For I have loved you many ways
from dusk til waking morning.
The clock it marks my numbered days
each tick a token tear
My heart is held within your gaze
Why don't you see me here?
calpurnia mockingbird
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calpurnia mockingbird  Cardiff
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