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Oct 2017
Night

Black is the sky and stars shine so bright
Reach for the bright and far out of sight
Come to the light and all is white
My mind opens heights and I look down tonight
Far away from satelites and wood burns kindle light
No more parasites and black birds dance while in flight
Blue smoke surrounds I like and moss I sleep on pillows so slight
It was a dream of whites and black but until there'll be orange blight.
Peter Kiggin
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Peter Kiggin  44/M/Wigan
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