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Feb 2014
For in the dark foreboding night
Take a glance, one last sight
Of scattered dreams that pass on by
Like salmon clouds which float on high

From ancient grudge of bitter rose
There is scarce enough time to suppose

To reek the victories which once were new
Of bitter fray and hour of hue
S Greenwood
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S Greenwood  Great Britian
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