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noticed a change in colour of pace he walked with his bike most folk ride it used to be a railway line flat and straight he returned back past me said he forgot something further down the track the bike was propped by a tree waiting while sparrows muddled in the dust cattle reached for the lower branches leaves are changing and there is mistletoe on one branch the runners came after seven lithe and nimble smart headphones pony tails bobbing i walked on and saw a young heron close it rose. flew through the trees. agnus dei you tube music
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Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 12:19 AM UTC
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noticed a change in colour of pace he walked with his bike most folk ride it used to be a railway line flat and straight he returned back past me said he forgot something further down the track the bike was propped by a tree waiting while sparrows muddled in the dust cattle reached for the lower branches leaves are changing and there is mistletoe on one branch the runners came after seven lithe and nimble smart headphones pony tails bobbing i walked on and saw a young heron close it rose. flew through the trees. agnus dei you tube music
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Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 12:19 AM UTC
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