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A wonderful memory with a past friend, whom I love dearly and miss fiercely.

I see what you can't; you'll never have an outside view, You don't look beyond the mirrored image, You only see the face and the body, T..

The stale air lingering over us,The thick stench of beer,And sweaty bodies,That are stuffed inside,Queen’s Head Pub.I’m stumbling throughD..

A lovely cheerful poem that I wrote while being abroad.

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