yesterday.
she was not grey.
she was not asleep in the chair
facing
the window.
a book in her lap.
the tea beside her cold.
she was not
old.
we were in love.
yesterday
seems so far away.
she was not grey
and neither,
was i from what i've
been
told.
she was not grey.
she was not asleep in the chair
facing
the window.
a book in her lap.
the tea beside her cold.
she was not
old.
we were in love.
yesterday
seems so far away.
she was not grey
and neither,
was i from what i've
been
told.
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