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Nov 2010
I watched you as a drop of water run
Liquid in this bony place of stanchions
Cases, bags and hardened faces.

For a time you lasted here
Shaken by bad tempered stampings
Waitings
Delays and
Endings.

Until at last
You fell.
And rose again
As cloudy light
Enchantment for a sky we cannot see.
c. Jeremy Ducane 2010
Jeremy Ducane
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