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Oct 2014
I'm better, I think.
Sometimes though,
a day will come
and in it the significance of all things normal will slip away
and your face is all I can see
it's all i have.
It will slowly be the death of me and I can't wait
Harry
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Harry  M/Gloucester UK
(M/Gloucester UK)   
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