Nicky Murray Poems

The wonder of a minutes love for the hour, the hours worthless bow to gladden all the day, the unsteady wavering of colours in the belfry, comforts all the yearns in the nightmares of the day.


Dance in the blossom of the little and the learning, blossom in your own forsaken dance, with our tender feet we'l waltz upon a river only to embrace the leaves one day. us naked people.
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Leaves falling, falling so loud, into the earth floats a coloured cloud, only now she see's her skeleton's rare, it haunts her deeply through this long winter,

And we the twelfth, we the twelfth man too, a song for a song and the world will be blue, beauty's in and beauty's out, carelessness has been around
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