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Dec 2010
I remember sitting in awe of the moonlit common:

The rainbow-washed sky and the prolonged calm.

The only disturbance: a troop of elders

On nightjar pursuit.

And as I sat…

Life’s ambivalence disappeared completely;

And all I could think was how long I wished to stay.

Yet - back into the flow I must go

For life’s game is one we all must play.
Jessica Woodward
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Jessica Woodward  Bristol
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