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To sit and watch the rest of life breeze bythrough glass; On bench, I close my eyes and think.It’s just my way to wave the day goodbye.with fresh brewed coffee from my cup I drink.I’ve no concern to let expletives flyI’de rather share my addled thoughts with ink.Through happy faces Morpeth fools my soul,but sink… →
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