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a new year….

 last year’s writers block

fills the bin

 

 

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Coffee and cakes

 

Eyes lose focus

Mind drifts away

Far from this,

 

Far from the noisy cafe

Far from our coffee and cake

Far from you.

 

Body tenses

Face contorts in pain

Hit by the horror within,

 

‘Where have you gone?’

You say, and I smile,

Here and now is all that matters.