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I move into some private space looking for what brings me here to this place at this hour the church clock strikes midnight bringing me out of my reverie the last note sounds out across the green rolling out beyond the sleeping cottages and farms past the nearby meadows over the silent flowing stream finally fading to nothingness in neighbouring valleys outside I look up brilliant stars shine down on the dark unheeding village I move on looking for what brings me here to this place at this hour...
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Oct 20, 2012
Oct 20, 2012 at 8:30 PM UTC
I was walking on air till I looked down
I move into some private space looking for what brings me here to this place at this hour the church clock strikes midnight bringing me out of my reverie the last note sounds out across the green rolling out beyond the sleeping cottages and farms past the nearby meadows over the silent flowing stream finally fading to nothingness in neighbouring valleys outside I look up brilliant stars shine down on the dark unheeding village I move on looking for what brings me here to this place at this hour...
eileen-prunster
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Oct 20, 2012
Oct 20, 2012 at 8:30 PM UTC
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