Ten years to this very day he went away (Remove filter)
He Never Returned
Loving Aunties never moved
in case one day
the door might open
instead time marches on
welcome mat gathers dust
baby cousins enter life
not knowing his smile
the family left behind
still wait,still hope
ten years have passed
since being dropped off
in Manchester city centre
traveling to a hostel
for a few days
disappearing into thin air
no goodbye messa...
Friday 31st August 2018 4:51 pm
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