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EPIPHANY ON THE EDGE
EPIPHANY ON THE EDGE
The weight of the world on a spider’s web.
Everything is relative, life force flows in each blade of glass.
In each house is a guy or a gal just like me.
I see them from the Edge. This epiphany is mine.
Soon to leave my northern lands, south bound.
Writing to where? Autumn views from
Oldham Edge. When will I return?
Wednesday 19th February 2014 4:07 pm
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