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Jul 2017
Curtains are drawn, the days shorten.

Outside;
                 the leaves fall,
                                              it's autumn.

Soon I will descend,
nearer to the end.

In the ground, I will be forgotten.
David Hutton
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David Hutton  35/M/Edinburgh
(35/M/Edinburgh)   
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