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He sat and watched them
draw from pipes of bone and clay,
eyes closed in peaceful
meditation. Cast in clouds
of bittersweet transcendence.
I sat and watched him
turn into a hollow man,
wrapped in shrouds of grey.
His constant, shuddering, barks
cough your epitaph, Raleigh.
Wednesday 13th March 2013 10:24 am
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