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the
morning started strangely |
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| The leaves
falling from the plane trees The passing car, pumping its noise |
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| Is this how
you imagined it, your first day? A slap? A taste of honey? A cup of tea going cold? |
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Its I |
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| ©Giles Denmark Nov21-06 |
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