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Jun 2020
Summer: Winter always rocks up when you least want it
Winter: And summers only stay until they turn toxic
Autumn: Then there's me rolling in like an unwanted smell from the gutter
Spring: But it's going to be OK kids, as I'll soon make it all feel like summer 🌞
John Bartholomew
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John Bartholomew  45/M/Cambridge
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