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Dec 2020
AND THE WORLD WAS AS SIMPLE AS SNOW

You are like. .  .all

the dark shops of my childhood
where you enter with the little ****** of a bell

and the world blossoms

into a myriad of things colourful to sell
stacked in impossible & impeccable order
all yelling shining glinting wild & glassy
and the cash register singing with the hard earned money

and the little ****** of a bell lets you out again
into a world

excited with the falling of  snow
& the palpable approach

of  a Christmas when Christmas was Christmas
and the world

was as simple as snow.
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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       Imran Islam and Bardo
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