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Dec 2019
He stands there with a passive regard.
The silence mirrors that of a graveyard.
In front of a lit door,
enters the wintry air.
Extends his arm, welcomingly unbarred.
David Hutton
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David Hutton  35/M/Edinburgh
(35/M/Edinburgh)   
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