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The Springtime

Rating: 2.8

The red eyes of rabbits
aren't sad. No one passes
the sad golden village in a barge
any more. The sunset
will leave it alone. If the
curtains hang askew
it is no one's fault.
Around and around and around
everywhere the same sound
of wheels going, and things

growing older, growing
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Dr Antony Theodore 09 May 2019

They have a great space of dark to bark across. The rabbits will bare their teeth at the spring moon... great observation and perception. tony

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