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Equilibrium
She flew over meadows
Over rivers & brooks
And held conversations
With articulate rooks
Who told her a tale
Of when mankind resided
And the balance of nature
Irreparably subsided
How they ravaged her soul
And ripped out her heart
And watched their green world
Slowly depart
How the creatures of woods
Of forests, and meadows
Had to fle...
Sunday 6th June 2021 10:08 pm
Starlight
On a cold winter's night
They sat, hand in hand
Ravaged by time
Old in design
Two dinosaurs
In a digital age
Still in analogue love
Upon a wireless hub
Sitting on a park bench
Beneath a full moon
At the end of their time
Bodies poised to resign
In a gathering frost
They glisten as one
Hands intertwined
Old parchment defined
...Thursday 19th November 2020 3:49 pm
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