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Chip-escapade
Beachwards we race – work’s done, day over, coffee made
and travel-mugs filled. Today’s sky is clear, sunset’s
not over water; beach-dusk, though, is beautiful.
And tonight, we sit chatting nothing until, by
degrees, topics turn to honest thought, true feeling
and we discover our love once more. We talk dark
into a chip-escapade, race home – this is life.
The true religion. ...
Thursday 22nd March 2018 8:31 pm
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