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In The Frame

In The Frame

 

We met in an antique shop,

while you were sifting through

dusty memories

and tarnished gilt.

I was new and bright -

just what you needed in your life

at that time of regrets

and heartaches.

 

So we went home together

and you placed me on a pedestal.

The centre of a universe

that orbited your soul.

I put my arms

aroun...

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