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HOPE
When I gaze into the midst with my wandering eyes, birds chirping while in hidden disguise, what lies beneath me put to rest. What lies before me... is never ending.
Published 21st May 2015
| Edited 19th May 2018
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21st May 2015 7:23pm
fascinating short write - you say so much with so few words - that's the mark of a good poet :-)
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