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Ffinian
Poems
Sep 2018
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The tonne-heavy door,
Swings open with malice,
My house of his past,
Which I cannot recall.
The creeping stairs,
Some indecisive doors,
I know them
Not, and they recognise me.
Winding walls **** me
Into his room, of
Imitations and antiques,
The centrepiece lost.
I cry for his return,
For his wisdom, his naivety,
But I cannot hear him,
Inside my empty bedroom.
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Ffinian
21/M/Wales
(21/M/Wales)
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