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Sep 2016
Alone on this dark wet flagstone
hiding not hibernating place
no hedge to hug no worms to dig
stunned torchlit searchlight target
awaiting attack from hostiles
spine chilling prying naturephiles.
Written by
Tony Luxton  Runcorn
(Runcorn)   
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   ---, LeV3e and Keith Wilson
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