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To walk of walls and grated floors
I slipped my tiny foot
across the misty moor

With Castle towers
like doomed clouds
I sat
Then screamed aloud

To you

No sweeping of the bird
Yet creeping of the curd

I saw the cushion
of sad

A blooded
connection
Sing and soul

Let me understand the toll

Of years gone by
of swallows fly
beasties sting

But then
I can only fling
Forget my shoes

Having a heart
I can never lose

Sweep my years
Sudden my body

Lay me down
Or will I

Greet me
Never Lie


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