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Wednesday, 3 March 2010

The Door

The corridor's nadir where light fades to dim
Last timbered marchland of centuries drawn thin
Closed by the hand of a long-dead unknown
Departed unhurried, on cool dark tiled stone
Posted by Philip Damian-Grint at 21:35
 
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