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May 2020
I only ever miss you
when I chop onions.

Those wonderful cook
ups we did together.

Especially the Bhaji's
Tarka Dall with Rice.

Even with a Corona
mask my eyes water.

I only ever miss you
when I chop onions.

But guess what, my
new girl does it now.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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