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Think of your favourite place. I think mine would be the grassy downs Where you’ll see a kestrel hovering, Where I’m guaranteed an hour of peace, Where in summer dandelion clocks Sway silhouetted against A golden sun. Where I’ll be home.

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Misser

Published: Apr 27, 2020
LinesWords: 841

Tags: #home #nature #spring #lockdown #quarantine

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