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Sunday, 8 January 2017

Poem: Dangerous Drinks

I returned to a time and place
That have been forgotten for so long,
The African-themed drinking arena,
Me decked in my starched legal wear,
Flirting with danger over drinks,
And suddenly I even remember,
Your name - though you did not mean a thing,
And the place has since been gone...

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