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Sep 2018
The rain got sad
when they shut themselves
in doors
but he
found a companion
in the little boy
strapped heavily
in books
who made his vocation his consumption
of every puddle
Written by
Hannah Field  13/F/Armidale
(13/F/Armidale)   
95
   Erin Johnson
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