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One day in the future I will remember the evening
\nWalking the river path when I could smell the winter ending
\nMe and your dogs; we could hear the birds
\nStarting to sing their evening songs again
\nThe way they do when Spring first comes.
\nWe saw the lights in the houses go on
\nFrom where we were, quiet on the edge of the wood,
\nMe and your dogs. We were late.
\nWe’d found a secret river meadow so remote
\nThat no footprints marked the mud smoothed by the floods
\nThen you texted: How long will you be?
\nTen minutes. Five if we hurry. Is everything ok?
\nEverything was fine, you messaged me.
\nAnd all of us knew it was then, me and your dogs.
\nHow long will we be now? A lifetime or so.
\nThen I can remember you again,
\nOne day in the future.<\/p>\n

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