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Aug 2018
Dancing romancing over our drinks
Smiling grinning into a toilet that stinks
Kissing clinching in a quiet spot
Chilling silliness happening quite a lot
Walking slipping along a dim lit street
Laughing holding as unsteady on our feet
Waiting eager for a taxi to come along
Entering settling into home where we both belong
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
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