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Dec 2018
The river flows out to the sea

Carrying lost memories

Memories I used to be

And I’m better off without them



My darling says she misses me

Beneath the sun and date palm trees

I am inclined and wish to be

Right there along beside her
Hadrian Veska
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Hadrian Veska
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