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Dec 2020
It’s about now that my brother,
like some atomic clock for childhood illness,
gets the annual razor blade throat of tonsillitis.
As much as it’s a pain for him,
has he no consideration for me?
Who’ll be better than me
at playing with my toys now?
Dad?
Pfffft.
Dave Robertson
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Dave Robertson  46/M/UK
(46/M/UK)   
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     Wk kortas and Imran Islam
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