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By running to the past Where the sun came in Can there be a retrieval Of the happiness rising On blue Iris in its bloom. For the past is safely lived Untouchable, protected And the wandering warm The hawthorn prickles Not a spray or blight. Love Mary x
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 12:29 PM UTC
Iris in bloom.
By running to the past Where the sun came in Can there be a retrieval Of the happiness rising On blue Iris in its bloom. For the past is safely lived Untouchable, protected And the wandering warm The hawthorn prickles Not a spray or blight. Love Mary x
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 12:29 PM UTC
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