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Lost
Never-ever
ever again
will he turn
his baby face
towards my voice
as he did,
those hours
before
he died.
O! his blue-blue eyes,
that long ago
land
of lost content:
my son and I,
'neath a darkening sky.
Wednesday 20th November 2013 12:00 am
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