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Thomas Wood
Poems
Jan 2020
Lacuna
Torpid though low nightly torments stay,
how lucky I am; to miss and bathe in dreams
Of absence through the dawn and into day.
From my far flung ship; I shall watch old islands
Sliding past while sadly silver streams-
from Heaven; fall in silence.
Written by
Thomas Wood
29/M/London
(29/M/London)
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