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Monday, 13 December 2010


These eyes have seen ten summers pass
since last they saw your face
Now every morning's ruddy skies
light up a million dew-filled eyes
to watch my fall from grace

This mouth has breathed ten winters out
since last it spoke your name
Now every evening's cloud-scuffed snow
sets gloomy northern pines aglow
to heat my cheeks with shame
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