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A living death then lifeA Poem by GeePerhaps :) |
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Burying 2020A Poem by GeeGood riddance |
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Dying is an artA Poem by GeeOr so she said ! |
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Misty memories of loveA Poem by GeeWill make sense to some |
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The funeralA Poem by GeeSometimes it happens this way |
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An Empty ChairA Poem by GeeWho will you miss this Christmas |
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One winter too manyA Poem by GeeReflecting on mum's passing...briefly |
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Into the setting sunA Poem by GeeAs life draws to a close |
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Four mill of separationA Poem by GeeLockdown, such cruel times |
