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Bazza and I both rolled the dice, with the numbers our birthdays, partners in that unlucky lottery. When it landed I was the one free, but for him it meant the army. Some years later I met him again both drinking in the same pub, so, I thought we might catch up the years lost in between; then I saw his eyes – and what they’d seen. © D G Moody 2022
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