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Mar 2013
As I reach the doorstep
I hear a question
from one man to another.
“Will they change the flag?”
“They'll have too.
Part of it's Scottish.”

I open the door,
and walk inside.

Is it important
to change an ancient flag
that really holds no purpose.
More is slipping
through the fingers.
Written by
Ashley Manning  Northampton, England
(Northampton, England)   
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