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Monday, June 11, 2018

June 11th 2018








Foul Anchor



cold north-east wind dropped
 wind clock hands all stopped

the chorus
still silent
no tick tock tick tock

and road of dry lavender
warm mud Nene warm
winding through summer
now that it has come


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