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Dec 2018
All day long I wait for you

But when you arrive your words are few

Happiness is all around

But here there is none to be found

A joyous moment to be shared

You once would have cared

You are always distant, never really here

This is it, the end is near
Philipa James
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Philipa James  F/UK
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