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Apr 2014
When we were children our pleasures were simple
the wind seemed to comfort us
and the blue skies beckoned truth
our island unfettered
saw the finest in promise
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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