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Feb 2021
God, your words are lovely
they fall about me like confetti
they are a celebration
a happy song
I am the bride
dressed in white
a celebration
your words are lovely
yet empty
celebrate your words
they are empty
like a bride lost
in confetti
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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