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The Visitor
A cloak hid her weight
Or she hoped it did as
She scoured second hand bookshops and
Oxfam for
Thirty-five years of books that she
Never let go.
You can imagine that lonely bungalow, the kind
They clear out on TV, with explanations from a
Psychologist, so when
Annie broke her hip she had to watch
Other patients during visiting hours and
Although she seemed on the me...
Thursday 14th May 2020 11:47 am
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