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Take the lid off the old wooden box and peer inside, what is there? What do you see? An old bullet from the Korean war, a discoloured gemstone from a broken lover’s necklace.
A curling yellow photo of lost teenage friends, now no more, one lost to drugs.
Some ancient coin from a faraway land, unreadable language.
Now put back the lid and pause for thought. If you were to have ...
Thursday 6th February 2014 9:14 pm
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