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"blessed zone"
These travelling shoes
lackadaisical partners
walk without weary wonder
they drift past
poplar-lined roads
into tangential horizons
and that is where
this wandering soul
goes off to, willing
and remembered only
by fleeted echoes
of short-memoried soles.
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Monday 19th September 2011 2:44 pm

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