(POEM) Good Friday: Prayers for Newcastle

I think of you from time to time.
I think of when you were mine.
And now I live so far away
I wonder how you do most days.
I remember how hard the days could be
For the boy who lived by the sea.
Amen.

(Featured image: me in the Newcastle area in 2017, the time I was reminiscing about when I wrote this in 2019)


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