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Apr 2020
Sundayish
with sun on us
remembered dishes
passed from smile hand
to hand

The love does not diminish,
immutable,
like all the good stuff

I’ll hold mine in reserve
for every one of you I miss
Dave Robertson
Written by
Dave Robertson  46/M/UK
(46/M/UK)   
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