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Highbury Fields
That sixteen-year-old words
scratched there in a diary
could bring the two of us here
seems almost supernatural
A spring-evening walk, so like us
the us we were as teens
when you were my first and still my only kiss
as we walked the peaceful parks of home
Now so many years stretch across
a wide valley of unshared experience
squealing and dancing between us
slowly and methodically w...
Sunday 21st April 2019 11:59 am
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