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Devon
amidst a sultry warmth
three boys answered
the call
of Devonian dawn
and with no words to warn
saw no cause
to fear the sirens luring call.
surf gently boiled trims the shore
with silver pearls,
then, with throaty holler
and backs arched
three boys
cast their bodies into the brisk and briney
blue who’s welcome embrace extorts
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Tuesday 21st August 2012 12:35 am
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