.For sure there are a lot of tears, but I'm not crying.
Funny that, being dead, I might weep for love but only in my head.
She takes a tray, brings round the tea, customs calling.
They've ribboned off a room for eating in and another one for grieving.
Whisky burns, sheds the coats, bu.
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