July

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My father’s keeper

 I’m dying slowly day by day in the place where you don’t visit, last night in my dreams we stood before a vast sea of coloured sky with the blackness of eternity spreading empty on the horizon. Here each morning the light has faded to monochrome in the paucity of this English summer, the sky a grey shroud of monotony, like my heart.