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First Thursday

I go back there sometimes

for coffee and to see some

old familiar faces from

first school days,

~

older sporting foes too,

to relive closely fought

local derby games,

~

but secretly it’s the places

that truly take me back,

some unchanged sixty

years or more,

~

forgotten benches knee

deep in nettles no longer

cradle young lovers’ trysts,

~

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