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Little bohemia in Warwick
Remember these times
He urged me earnestly
Does he know that
I lived a dream in one afternoon?
Everything I ever desired
And hoped for came together
In one climatic peace
The empty bottles stand proud
Brimming with translucent love
Wisps of heavenly smoke
dance and tease the air
that surrounds us
Unable to write
I live
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Thursday 24th May 2012 7:36 pm
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