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Jul 2022
a thief called during the night
and was in such a hurry
he only managed to take the not so valuables
the parts of me that I hate
the parts of me that are ugly
and now he's long gone
that is all he will remember
the worst of me
and he will wish he never robbed me at all
Thomas Alan
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Thomas Alan  M/Newcastle, UK
(M/Newcastle, UK)   
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