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Aug 2012
Fixed and focused,
His steely glare is pinned on me,
I shake and stutter,
I stare away from him,
He pulls me like a magnet,
Back to his beam-like-eye,
He swoops,
He soars,
He dances with the tender clouds,
I'm fearful yet stand in awe.
written in 2009
Simon Clark
Written by
Simon Clark
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