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Submitted to Contest #156
‘Don’t you remember? I do. It was a day for dreamers. I stood at the Belfast sink and watched the late spring sun shimmer across the field of rapeseed. The field sat in front of this pretty 2 bed cottage, turning the white washed walls yellow when the light hit it right. It was the thing I loved most about it. Yellow ruffled and danced with the breeze that day. You danced too. A tighter squeeze for you, inside my cramped belly. Hardly any room left for you now. The faded red A on the mug I was rinsing caught my eye. A for Adam. I scrubbed it...
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