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Time
Time lies like a guardian angel,
lost in a past
that shall leave a trace,
safe within the pleats
of this life's fabric.
Look and remember
a white poppy's petal
that brushes gentle as night
across our peaceful faces
with silken care.
Chris Hubbard
2018
Tuesday 11th December 2018 3:44 am
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