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Sep 24
Sunshine on an autumn day, then wet and windy
The smiles of a new born babe, and the clock strikes three
The comfort of fresh baked bread,  but fresh out of cheese
Melodies holding beauty, until tambourines
My first attempt at Imayo poetry
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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