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cold winds brush the land

owl monochromatic drifts

down falling

veiled by mists an orb – cool

casts yellow o’er the land

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reflecting

in the distance of a dream

here and now

searching in the here and now

for the distance of a dream

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(untitled)#40

acer leaves adhered

to a wet black bench

colours running

children amongst rocks

echoes of lost summer

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