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I'm not sure what it was Let's just call it happiness. Treasure. Rare and precious. I took it with me everywhere, Then you came along. Now it's damaged There isn't much left So I've hidden it, But I'm not sure where. Tricia Lucas-Clarke 24th April 2018

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