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I Often Sit for Hours
These days
I often sit for hours
doing nothing except
dreaming of that Oxford moment
in my bed
when she, all widened eyes
and breathless, said
“Do you know how much you are
adored?’.
It is now clear to me
that if there’s anything
that came to be
or is
the axis of my life,
and all my memories,
it’s this.
I often sit for hours
doing nothing except
dreaming of that Oxford moment
in my bed
when she, all widened eyes
and breathless, said
“Do you know how much you are
adored?’.
It is now clear to me
that if there’s anything
that came to be
or is
the axis of my life,
and all my memories,
it’s this.
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