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Did we meet, now we have
Perhaps around my 10 I sensed your spark
With you toddling and sparking along your days
As I passed by, you learning to prance, pushing boundaries to play
Easing my mind as I drove on by
Between mum and dad to my nearby dunes
No metal men then, to spoil its grace
Just a place of happiness, joy a perfect space
My 20 perhaps a glance as we charged around town
You with your s...
Wednesday 15th November 2023 7:10 pm
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