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Nov 2013
Long now she asked
how,
could be,
what,
it was,
why,
it had
to be.
Years went by
questions scattered,
sigh,
answers came by
furtive, incomplete.
Wrinkles deepened,
mind heavy seeded
solution none.
Day came,
she decided to rein
what she had
what she was,
enough to be
for now,
enough.
G Fairbairn
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     victoria and G Fairbairn
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