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Diary
I’ve a beautiful diary
So full of dates
A full 365 days and nights,
But I think sometimes sadly,
Especially of late
It’s a shame they’re all filled
In hindsight.
Memory
You never waved
goodbye,
You simply
Shimmered.
Babbling
Babbling
Language is a
babbling burn
ascending so
to speak.
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