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In the Night

Late last night
we danced in the car park
and when I woke
I was in a church with my father.

Last night we danced
around clothes and beer bottles.
Last night, in the night,
we danced.

Author Paddy SummerfieldPosted on January 29, 2017November 29, 2016Categories could never see any other

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