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Coming Back
In the winter I came back,
When the mist was down.
All the signs
Pointed the way
Towards solitary benches.
So I chose one and sat,
And drizzle mingled
Between every pore,
Until it reached
An ethereal prison.
When the mist was down.
All the signs
Pointed the way
Towards solitary benches.
So I chose one and sat,
And drizzle mingled
Between every pore,
Until it reached
An ethereal prison.
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Wish you a happy Friday and weekend:)
The light is magical...........and I love the way the tree branches overlap in the centre of the frame and form a sort of other worldly web!
Full marks from me for this one 10/10.
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