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In the ashes of division hope ignited Unity decided a new fate, in its wake. My father lived in Chester Road, Off Ladbrook Grove, eight children In a tenament flat back to back. The poverty of the forties are Now palatial palaces, white pillared. My father joined the army to escape To marry and move to Streatham, South London, to an Edwardian terrace. Notting Hill, the divided community Chelsea and Kensington let it happen. My grandmother moved to a new town And this year we all watched on TV Grenfell burn as an inferno in the dark. Love Mary
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 12:48 PM UTC
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In the ashes of division hope ignited Unity decided a new fate, in its wake. My father lived in Chester Road, Off Ladbrook Grove, eight children In a tenament flat back to back. The poverty of the forties are Now palatial palaces, white pillared. My father joined the army to escape To marry and move to Streatham, South London, to an Edwardian terrace. Notting Hill, the divided community Chelsea and Kensington let it happen. My grandmother moved to a new town And this year we all watched on TV Grenfell burn as an inferno in the dark. Love Mary
In memory of those lost in the fire.Love Mary ***
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 12:48 PM UTC
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