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Crossing The River
(15th May 1972 / Birmingham)

Crossing The River

Poem By Stefan nnn

time waits not, where once time passed not
too much water has flown
beneath our red wooden footbridge
since last we swam

Come hither my heart
let us remember
sweet novembers huddled warm
april rains that soaked us

let's lose now in the hues
of this too short eternity
the was and always will be
of me and you

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