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7d
Oh golden hues
of soft sunlight
you bathe the world
and cast away night

Warming earth
and bark, and leaf
stealing cold
liken to a thief

Would it be that my life
could be spent
in this moment
Words written whilst wild camping in Scotland and waking with the dawn.
Michael McNaughton
Written by
Michael McNaughton  59/M/Weston-super-Mare
(59/M/Weston-super-Mare)   
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     S R Mats, Irving MacPherson and Ghost
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