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Note before work (Free verse) by poetandknowit

These first hours back at my desk, away from you, the hum of the typewriter as company and the memory fresh, salt of the Tasman Sea still against my skin: those days of summer beneath a foreign sky, and your laughter.

not_a_philosopher 3-Apr-05/10:57 AM
this is very beautiful




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