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A Bruise On The Cheek
Injuries are part of the tapestry of life
All of us mere bags of bones inside skin
Other wounds are more deliberate
Caused not by chance but by sin
A bruise on your cheek was the first sign
Make-up could'nt hide the contusion
When I asked you what lay behind it
You seemed covered in confusion
Another day I saw a scratch on your neck
You blamed it on the labrado...
Monday 18th May 2020 11:17 am
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