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Apr 2022
she's buried her hopes,
somewhere far from home.
Daddy was a dreamer.
Mother scrubbedΒ the floor .
The dog has a bone to bury
and lets pretend that the day is long
as it is drawn
with the customary cold spot in the night
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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