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Monday, 2 September 2013

Writing challenge day 2

© Cassie Tillet

He brings me here every day
while he sits with his lifelong mates.
They'll sit for hours in silence until one pipes up,
'Ole Bob passed away night before last'

The silence returns.

They'd listen if he told them what it is he wants to say.
Seems they don't need telling, they already know.
As dusk arrives his words of comfort do too.
'She'll be alright Fred, she fought it in the past'

The silence returns.

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