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The Wavering Needle
At peace
At last
At war
Stuck fast
Tied down
Cut loose
Turned up
Excused
Slept well
Kept tense
Clear words
No sense
I was once
So serene
Now this needle
Wavering
Thursday 2nd October 2014 11:56 pm
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