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We grow old in love
fall apart with age
I'm a broken dove
turn the final page.
I have loved you
From the moment our eyes
Met across the crowded street
On that scorching summer day

And though summer
Soon came to a bitter end
I have loved you through
Every season ever since

And I guess I always will
 Mar 17 Sharon Talbot
Nemusa
snow fur stained with red,

white wolves feast beneath cold stars—

life from death renewed.
Everything is being shut down
and we're all being put down
and down here in London town
we can see it's coming true

they're taking away our rights
which is wrong and not right
sending us back to poverty street
and that lot are gobbling up Quality Street.

We're drinking porter because the water is ****
do they care?
no!
not one teensy bit.
 Mar 17 Sharon Talbot
nivek
a fixed rhythm
dancing feet

The wedding at Cana
thirsty guests

a first recorded
miracle

the wine overflowed
very best last

A Mothers ask-
A Son's reply.
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