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Apr 2014
You keep changing
by inches
ageing by moments
gradually shuffling
towards the light
but I only notice
when we are apart
for a while
when the hours and minutes
can be collected up
into a bundle of time
that means something
in the grand scheme
of things
Paul Goring
Written by
Paul Goring  England
(England)   
334
   --- and Pradip Chattopadhyay
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