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"A
Stranger"
A
stranger that's all you are,
And yet…
No stranger has forged links,
I can't forget.
Of sunny days, wide slices of blue,
Balmy breezes, waves lapping too.
You
hide your face,
Perhaps you know?
Tomorrow, back to England
You'll go.
'Twas
worth it,
This day, or two.
For in this time,
I did find you!
Even though I lost,
Through pressure of time.
Your memory sweet,
Will still be mine.
Three
thousand miles
You'll be tomorrow.
Mine, a life,
Tinged with sorrow,
For I have lost…
A
stranger, that's all you were,
And yet…
Author:
"Barbara Gibson"
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