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Aug 2021
When it is warm,
and, I sit on the bench,
will life's remembrance,
be a wrench
Or will the sun,
of eternal grace,
light up the exquisite space

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney
Universe Poems
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Universe Poems  F/London
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