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Jun 2018
I sleep well
but my dreams are bad
I dreamed i was at Mafeking
and the sunrise was frail
I couldnt see my enemy
but the relief of not knowing
(was if my own measures)
were a seige too far
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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