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Aug 2019
An omen was sensed by all
though the meaning no one saw
When we were stopped by the wall
there was nothing to do but fall
with passive acceptance
a senseless descent
into a rainy lake of stillness
then when the ripple began
we heard the voice of the captain
Sean Hunt
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Sean Hunt  Windermere, Cumbria
(Windermere, Cumbria)   
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