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Sep 2017
Mind is whirling
Just won't stop
What's taken a whip to this top?

Thoughts splatter to the sides,
Some good,
Some try to hide.

Something's coming
But when will it arrive?

Are we the dead
or are we alive?
Nick Moore
Written by
Nick Moore  Cornwall
(Cornwall)   
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