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Let Me In
Where are you?
Are you wandering
the moors
of your mind
all alone?
I am at the Grange
feeling a little deranged
from the madness
close to home.
Let me in,
to the hearth
of your heart,
so we can slow dance,
into the twilight.
Monday 17th August 2020 2:40 am

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