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Fence line

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Doves on the fence line, shedding the morning rain
Sitting in this quiet fog with me
First sleepless night in a while, but I'm more awake now
Third cigarette down, shaking cups of hot black coffee
Mornings are the best, and the worst, sometimes both at once
The roof drips staccato in the garden, old friends shedding leaves
There is something peaceful in the birds, these dying peppers in the fog

◄ A river with no name

I'm empty everywhere ►

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Sat 26th Nov 2022 20:29

old friends shedding leaves

Nice one!

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