More sky than sea
more soil than land
the inventions of history
cannot contain you
When the oil is spent
the light goes out
the wick is thrown away
Your spirit transcends
these times
this place
your love knows
no boundaries
John Lyons
johnjosephlyons 
Could you get in touch with me?
07885207502
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Hi Oleksdandr, Just to say that I have started a poem and it should be finished by next weekend, but I will contact you beforehand. John
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