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Tas in March

White on dark water, so stark
I leave my binoculars behind
and watch with bare red eyes
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  • Douglas Scotney (8/15/2013 7:37:00 PM)

    Wilfred Owen in the frozen trenches: ' I was kept warm by the ardour of life within me. I forgot hunger in the hunger for Life.'

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  • Barb Mcavaney (8/15/2012 4:44:00 PM)

    a good write there must of been quite a storm

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