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Coming home
Coming home from abroad,
the first thing I see
on the front wall
of the station concourse
is the coat of arms
reminding me
that it was our unity
that made our strength -
long ago...
where are you now, Marie....
...Marie?
the first thing I see
on the front wall
of the station concourse
is the coat of arms
reminding me
that it was our unity
that made our strength -
long ago...
where are you now, Marie....
...Marie?
Published 6th Feb 2015
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