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Muddy
Sitting on a bench,
In a muddle,
My feet in a puddle,
Not noticing
The mud on my shoes,
Just the mud in my mind.
The plaque on the seat,
Reminder of someone passed,
Loved long after their departure,
A life lived and lost,
But remembered forever,
On the bench where I sit
With my muddy shoes,
And muddy min...
Tuesday 2nd January 2024 10:50 am
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