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Once Upon

The moments in-between Their real worth often unseen They come and they go without note or care Until the opportunity is no longer there If only you could buy those minutes back Those that fall between the cracks The irretrievable moments in time Such precious but gone minutes of mine My Grandad is in the greenhouse picking tomatoes for tea Helping my Nanna carry a bag, one handle each Waltzing with my Mum when the adverts are on All a time, once upon...

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