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Jun 2019
We met at Waterloo.

As it seemed we were bound
for the same destination
we travelled together.

But half way there
I asked myself
“Who is he?”

And I feared
to ask him.
Joseph Sinclair
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Joseph Sinclair  London, England
(London, England)   
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