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Feb 2022
Pale daughters,
don't follow their familial line
or wash behind their ears
laved in white light,
they sport a smile when necessary,
compelled by a accidental mischief
pencils of exclusion,
rendered in the shade
We wouldnt go dancing on an almost air.
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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