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Sunday, 10 October 2010

Sendal Dusk

Behind the beacon hills the sky in patches, remnants, clouded
Like silk shot through with clarets, cobalts, fit to clothe a king
Below, the winking hamlets now with burnt sienna shrouded
Feigning sleep, they nestle deep into the vale's green sling
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