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Oct 2012
Life without you, is no life my dear
It hurts far too much and I think that it’s clear
I do not belong here, at least not without you
I think I now know what it is I will do
I’ll go down to the tracks where you took your last breath
Stretch my arms out to meet you as I too embrace death
Meg Carpenter
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Meg Carpenter  London
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