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No Two Alike

Just pass noon Staring down At the floorboards Of the cafe Soft wood Pitted and worn By the passage Of time and feet While the mosaic tiles Show no scars Each morning Washed and wiped Of life’s residue No secrets … Continue reading

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Leaving Whispers in the Streets

Autumn windows stare out on to Winter streets A freezing chill Pricks the skin Deadens the fingertips Fast approaching six For some the working day is Almost done The hustle and bustle of Moving feet That feeling of freedom And … Continue reading

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Just in Passing

how interesting it is travelling by train the many diversions the landscape natural or man made affluent or hard press beautiful or ugly intriguing or boring the conversations loud, or barely whispering mobile phones ringing private or business has an … Continue reading

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