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Jul 2018
Between lazy drags and humble brags,
Daft and dafter, uproarious laughter.
Perpetually sought, an extra thought,
A missing chair.

Loving kindness may be innate,
But a great somebody raises somebody great.
So she was the Sun incarnate,
Because they have warmth to spare.

An ajar mouth, a dusty frame,
An eager eye, a familiar name,
“You would’ve loved her; she was just like you!”
Between freckles and smiles, I already do.
Written by
Amelia Reeves
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   Salmabanu Hatim
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