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Saturday, 31 March 2018
Breezeblocks and lollipops
In the garden
Hurt is fecund
And it often
turns with beetles
Into cracks and open sods
I can live without you
I will have to
In the end
Cold hands and poetry
Breezeblocks and lollipops
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By iPhone
01/04/18
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