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Hello Dear Friend, Without whom I now sit Twixt reality and fantasy, Caught by desire for what Is now possible, and for What might have been. To be tied to one Yet tied by another. Such is the quandary. Is it possible to resolve And justly honour both? Now it is I alone That must decide. As I struggle with myself It is you that I miss, Dear Friend of my Life.
Keith Beavon
22:xii:2009
Hello Dear Friend, Without whom I now sit Twixt reality and fantasy, Caught by desire for what Is now possible, and for What might have been. To be tied to one Yet tied by another. Such is the quandary. Is it possible to resolve And justly honour both? Now it is I alone That must decide. As I struggle with myself It is you that I miss, Dear Friend of my Life.
Keith Beavon
22:xii:2009
