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Feb 2022
Under open skies,
there are no lies
looking forward not showing
you robbed what was mine forever.
Where you ever over curious,
that made you weak.
You say you are unique
but I've seen the self-pity,
chase the sun
that brought us together.
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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