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His New Partner
he went home for the weekend
on a trial run before his release
wife, welcome with open arms
love and tenderness and peace
soon she changed acted strange
face turned to bones and wrath
body sank into itself, a shadow,
clothes turned to stinking cloth
she taunted him and sniggered
old issues raised painful heads
conflict in his mind, confusion,
they ended i...
Wednesday 3rd March 2021 10:56 am
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