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Conversation in a Harbour Cafe
It was all in her eyes
When he said
I
He saw the tear
When he breathed
L
O
V
E
He knew her mind
When he stopped
Outside the mist rolled in
As ropes slipped off bollards
When he left
He heard her say
M
Y
When the door slammed
He hoped she said
L
O
V
E
When he heard
It was all in his mind
Outside the engine sta...
Sunday 9th December 2018 12:35 pm
Role Reversal
¿Le gusta este jardín, que es suyo? ¡Evite que sus hijos lo destruyan!
Malcolm Lowry 1
It had been a good party...
But
As more arrived, we decided we had to go -
Too quickly; or perhaps too slow
For some, who said it would be best
For most if not the rest
Uncaring of the past
Or the gloom we cast
Bickering with old friends
About the future trends
Argui...
Saturday 3rd March 2018 5:33 pm
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