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Aug 2015
Trying to find
Profound things to say
About the escaping day
Swimming like those bubbles
You blew as a kid into the garden sky
About endings and capture
And letting pretty birds fly

The sky folds into grey
Peach slashes between ceilings

He names each nook and cranny of the coast
As it shuffles imperceptibly closer
β€œEver thought of sailing places?”
And just like that
Father to eldest son
He p
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            U
              R
               S
The sea into him

β€œSometimes it good to be home”
She says of the chalk cliffs
And the purplest of greens
Bruising the horizon
Like the boat that I wrote this from, I'm not quite sure where it's heading
MereCat
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