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Jun 2018
You seem like you'll always
be
your beautiful head,
all brilliant full
but never led;
knowing steps in deep
winter snow,
and when to wait
in summertime glow;
no-one could ever deem you foe
as the destination is wonder
wherever you go.
Simon Soane
Written by
Simon Soane  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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