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Feb 2014
through winning smile
those desperate eyes
have traveled the globe
for many a mile

with laughter loud
as thin disguise
there is no hiding
his desperate eyes
A poem about someone who is currently painting the outside of my cottage, He's not a happy man and fits no where not even with himself
Eileen Prunster
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Eileen Prunster  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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   CharlesC, martin and Timothy
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