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End of Day

The day slowly draws To a halt Ambiguous to say The least I could spend another hour speculating as to what it Meant! Gulls cry “freedom” Their echoes penetrate The now empty building Just before The six o’clock bell Rings … Continue reading

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Melancholy’s Arms

on a sun kissed autumn morning driving along a leave dressed country byway bare branches sun bathe on trees partially nude listening to Ludovico Einaudi Echoes…. melancholy’s arms warms my heart stretching back to childhood summer days happy days shadowed … Continue reading

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