Thursday 21st February
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Will you be there my darling
Knocking on the edge of my dreams
Loitering in my unconsciousness
As the smile from your face beams?
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Looking to the twinkling night sky
You’re the brightest star that gleams
Come and tightly hold my hand
I’m close to falling apart at the seams
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Love you poppet
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Super low tide on Porthmeor Beach
A sunny harbour
He is indeed
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