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If our grandparents left their house,
we'd miss the Autumn evening drive
to there after school on Fridays,
down the road where people rarely
discover their way to the village with
thirty-five locals, still quite hidden & remote.
We'd miss the night's clouds on
silent stained glass of the village
Church as it greets us just before
the flare of trees & village green
is still distinguis...
Sunday 13th October 2024 8:57 pm
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