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200 Miles
Long walks over grassy knolls
Stumble over mounds dug by moles
The right amount of milk in the tea
Taking apart the couch looking for your key
The subtle intimacies that we share
That shows each other how much we care
Me staring at you when you sleep
Hitting my arm to call me a creep
This is our first Christmas together
But there’s a slight niggle...
Saturday 24th December 2011 3:04 pm
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