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Sitting by the river on an old bench behind an abandoned church
Our secret spot for my punk and I to witness the changing season in the colours of the leaves and identifying the signs of the new season where we shared our fears and dreams
Ate junk food and laughed even though the reality of our life was a mess
And I didn’t let it show I told my baby-girl we were on vacation when we were h...
Monday 4th March 2019 5:45 pm
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