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Gin and tonic in hand, I sit, trying to write of love, of life but his voice, loud and boisterous, shakes the quiet, rattles my mind. A large man. A presence. A weight. The drink takes hold, I’m feeling bold. With my father’s voice behind my tongue, Oi! Ye cunt, keep it doon! Some of…
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