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Oct 2018
I agonised my knees
And spirit
Kneeling hand outstretched
Down to you
You never raised
Your deadringer's face
Then again, I never knew
If I wanted you here
Or secretly yearned
To be dragged down with you.
Dawn Hogarth-Burton
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Dawn Hogarth-Burton
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