They ‘d carried the burden far enough.
Time to let go!

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Refreshing each friendship, she felt certain she’d never be lonely

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Climbing atop the discarded remains, they began to see anew

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Another time,
another place.
A different hand,
the same face.

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A little local red, strong cheeses and familiar stories re-told.

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Her defence that the forgeries were merely recreating the truth

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Flying low, just showing off it seems, sun-lit wings aglow

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Xmas Day lunch at the coast – cold meats and bread, champagne and a festive mince pie – probably made us quite attractive to the West Bay population of seagulls. Not many picnickers at this time of year! But this seagull seemed to be totally absorbed in his flight techniques, enjoying the thrill of the air currents and warmth of the sun on his wings, and that put me in mind of Jonathan Livingstone Seagull – must dig that out for another read some time – he could so easily have been putting on a display just for us.  In any event, I certainly appreciated it. I thank you Mr Seagull (not discounting it may have been a Ms but I would never know for sure).

In the dying embers they glimpsed what might have been

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Until his last breath, he would never forget that boy

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The child’s eye saw such wonders.
The adult?
The mundane.

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