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Nov 2015
These lines are ley lines,
magnetic
like land mines.

To find my way I
must follow the ley line
finding the right time on
which I have no lien.

An ocean of webs,
what fun
the tide ebbs to
uncover the shore and
more
ley lines.

How fluid the Druid who
seeps out of time
like a mercury trail on
the magnetic
ley line.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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