Broken jug

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Dappled sunshine a park bench a semi broken heart that still ticks at every odd tock the makings of a smile wind blown hair streaked gold by a fierce summer sun now retreated somewhere a broken jug with the last of the daisies an upturned book it’s pages much thumbed a snooty teapot now in a sulk and eyes that bear remembrance of not so long agos

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