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Apr 2021
i)

who does not fear?!
when i peer up
into shining
expression..

ah, the olden times
now they are
returned-
a loving cup..

i am their child
live or die
strange stuff
my o my..

ii)

i recall too
a room
with nothing in-
white and blue

the sea broke
true
your cheeks wore
red

and your eyes
hazel
i did nt
hate

we were young
though we didnt
know it
wait-

iii

recall how we fought
over the car seat
by the olive
and lemons..

i made beans on toast
on the fire
by the door
you in your one

dress
you always
smiled
and wrecked
the room

while i read
and drank wine..
long ago now
long..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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