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The Master - for Carlos Ezquerra, 1947-2018
His hand and eyes he lent to us
For almost five and forty years,
He gave us childhood, hope and truth
And visions of our darkest fears
Exotic heroes, distant times
And swirling planets far away -
He coloured thoughts and drew our dreams
And showed to us another day
He honed his subtle craft like steel
Eschewing easy, common things
And shaped through art our ...
Tuesday 2nd October 2018 12:35 am
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