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Tuesday, 1 June 2010

Fallen Tree

Assaulted one last evening by a maelstrom's clamour'd hymn
Soft birdsong filled your coming summer's day
You ended your slow motion race towards your lifeblood's sun
and as you toppled, dreamed your patch of sky away
Posted by Philip Damian-Grint at 22:02
 
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