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Jun 2020
I cannot clasp my yonder tale
For all is in a distant shell
It craves it's knowing glance
It's calling poetic hypnotic dance
It dwindles in the veils
The scaling winter fails
The captain's skirting sails
For all our abstract nails
And as I wonder onwards to the pluming lovers confines
I wondered
Yet I wondered
Who will love me now
Kate Rebecca Hopwood
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Kate Rebecca Hopwood  38/F/Liverpool
(38/F/Liverpool)   
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       Imran Islam, Timothy and mister truth
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