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Apr 2022
Had a secret hiding place, at the bottom of a Glen
He would always say he found Zen in the bottom of the Glen.
Zen was a buddha made of stone
Who sat peacefully and all alone.
Jackie Mead
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Jackie Mead  60/F/United Kingdom
(60/F/United Kingdom)   
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