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Mar 2017
A Land up North

This mythical land
Dreamily remembered
Tall forest tree
The blue lake that inhales
Stillness
A twig breaking
A sound wave of nature's music
The hares so white
Children of the snow
Hunters are out
Blood on snow
Reality was but a dream
In a sick bed
Looking out
To rain swept road
Nothing is
What was is nothing
But a dream.
jan oskar hansensapopt
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