Stockholm
¶ 1
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How did we arrive here?
Carrying unfulfilled fixtures
of the missing from our city
to UEFA’s listening committee,
a tentative morning in the warm sun
of Kungstradgarden assembled faces
from the Stretford End, Rochdale Reds,
Ajax fans, early heralds of the evening
final, meaningless save as a symbol
of what it is to be united.
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