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Mar 2019
the sun shone

it was warm



i could not move the rock so

with the fire brick we made



a step thereof



sun stroked skin so

we decided to stay out



up the graveyard to clear the gullies

& gutters



terry called round at three

yet could not find me he

texted  later that evening



the sun shone
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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   Mike Adam
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