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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Wednesday, 20 July 2016

The meeting

It was good to see you
Hungry and vital
Laughing at life
And all it contains.
Red lips and pale smiles
Fleet-footed innocence
The voices of children
The clack of toys on wooden floors.
The dream is still alive,
Reborn when we're together
That someday the fates will align
And shower us in bounties.
Always just a dream.
The next day sees reality.
Sees stresses, worries, pressures
And a longing for the next time.
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