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A Keeper's View
When you first passed through them
All butterflies and sparkling eyes,
Bouncing bundles of boundless potential
In sharp creases and glistening shoes,
You will barely have noticed, the silent sentries
Marking the boundary between your worlds
Of heavenly refuge and interminable imprisonment.
Back and forth for years, growing as you go
Like a tide, eac...
Saturday 25th May 2013 9:45 am
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