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Up at  7, too light now
Alarm goes and i groan
Too awake to try and snooze
So out of my bed i step

A bomb laid to waste to my kitchen
Washing, drying and putting away
Final touch wipe down
And nails get cleaned in the process

Finish tidying things in the bedroom
When in a side pocket
Two twenty rand notes from Africa
2008 and all the memories flood back

I shake my head as they float
Around my head and settle
six weeks with two gay guys
And memories never to forget!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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