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Sep 2018
if you could see you(me)
i´d see nothing new
mayhap a crack or two
with a **** come through..
that would be all..
the distant call
of an owl..
a thin haul..
wait i can!
a bird with
in sight
of land..
the forest
of love!
song as sweet
from pan..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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