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The Reunion
Saw you again
over the wine and canapés,
and it was as though you
were dead to me all over again.
Your shining eyes were locked
with some other bloke’s and I
thought, ‘Shite, not again.’
Except there is no again,
and it’s my well-crafted lie
to believe that you were alive
to me. Then you came over and said ‘Hi’;
I echoed the same, lamely,
and you said how g...
Tuesday 16th February 2016 8:33 pm
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