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Thursday, 13 July 2017

Dear Ann

To you  it was a simple slip
To me   it was a cut so deep
To you  the moment passed
To me   it didn’t pass
To you  you forgot about it
To me   the moment hung heavy
To you  I doubt you’d remember anyway
To me   I can not forget it happened
To you  it’s just a pronoun

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