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Jun 26
You dropped out of view
Just over that low, low skyline
Where the roads travel further than my eyes can comprehended
Between rigid cliffs, where the tree does bloom
And the water bungees with snapped cords
Where the deer stride and the hare watches
Quietly for passing to come
Sunset
Written by
Tiger Ayres  17/M/Bournemouth
(17/M/Bournemouth)   
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