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Sep 2016
it's framework and scaffolding
that place bridges in our pale blue sky
so can you stop at level crossings
and ask yourself why?

knotted fraying ropes
just to pull a silver moon
but behind midnight dreams
our visions are somewhat strewn
Thomas Alan
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Thomas Alan  M/Newcastle, UK
(M/Newcastle, UK)   
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