KJK

 

How was any of us to know,

who we would meet …

 

You sat on the coutch

looking after a friend’s kids

You where quiet

We never spoke

a couple of years passed …

and

Then we met again

Dropped you off in Muizenberg

Its been a while since then

You sometimes write

Yesterday again

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