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Keith Wilson
Poems
Jun 2020
NIGHT
I was stood on the edge
of a precipice.
When a loud clap of thunder
came down from a red sky.
Then it turned black
black as the night.
There was certainly
a lack of oxygen in the air.
So i made my way home
in the driving rain.
Keith Wilson. Windermere.
Written by
Keith Wilson
Windermere UK
(Windermere UK)
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