Monday 27 February 2017

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For Angela

Death has come and taken my friend

Not neatly, cleanly with, "Ah Ha! " and a flourish ...

No noble cessation, a bowing-out with a kiss and a flash of Angel-wings.

Like this:

Slowly, painfully. Drifting in and out,

Home and Away

Like that.

Hard.

 

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