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The little symbols start to blissfully spread
Formingthe realisation in the man cave of a mind
His hand me downs sunbathing on the washing line
His restless cot in our bedroom asking for a new best friend
The doctors notes prevailing over utilities in the anxiety correspondence corner
His first overweight suitcase by the door always ready to leave quickly
Even though your woman has beencarrying the second part of our future for
The full set of three quarter moons i still feel semi detached
Ready and waiting with the grass cut and the closet sorted
But no anxiety or fear just gentle rivers of anticipttion
Waiting for a little son to come and rest upon our ever presence
Reconnect and bind our tested threads together
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