BABA FARID ON THE BLACKSTOCK ROAD
 
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- by john drew
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The food store, Farid, needs someone on hand,

To go out tonight is not on.

Mind you, your soul-mate will not understand:

If you stop in the shop, she’ll be gone.

 
 
was published in November 2018
 
 
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