Poem by Mary Hobson

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I used to be afraid of death.
Oh happy, happy fear,
when I had everything to lose
and all my love was here.

I’ve only lost a part of it.
There’s plenty more to take.
But I must part with all of it
before I lose this ache.

1. The Counsellors
2. Laundry Blues
3. For Neil. 11 February, 2011
4. They’ll say ‘Do you remember when…?’
5. The pain’s the same size as the love

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