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Feb 2021
To begin this day with salt on lips from the stinging sea,
Makes me wish for forests and the great oak tree
Where we both sat on that fateful day filled with anguish and dismay
Anthony van Wyk
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Anthony van Wyk  33/M/Cape Town
(33/M/Cape Town)   
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