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The loch of repose
Pricked an old wound
The soft scar of woe
The revel is bleak
Blade softly in tow
Ebb splays my value
Regressed shadows sprawl
Tears wick the venue
As stiff whispers drawl
As calm as a tempest
As smooth as a wave
Say something of nothing
In which dour forbade
Wherefore does it settle
In the loch of repose
Where time is disparaged
And bones decompose
The soft scar of woe
The revel is bleak
Blade softly in tow
Ebb splays my value
Regressed shadows sprawl
Tears wick the venue
As stiff whispers drawl
As calm as a tempest
As smooth as a wave
Say something of nothing
In which dour forbade
Wherefore does it settle
In the loch of repose
Where time is disparaged
And bones decompose
Published 7th Nov 2024
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