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Apr 2019
When the sun and moon in our sky
finally fade
taking the light
at the end of the day
at the end of the night
when all the sounds and sights
have gone with the day
and the world has wafted away
now is the time for warm embrace
gentle quiet touch
a heart to heart hush
No spoken words are heard
Sean Hunt
Written by
Sean Hunt  Windermere, Cumbria
(Windermere, Cumbria)   
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