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snippets in between
england’s rolling green

strolling like the skies
spreading butterflies

buttercups & buts
squirrels scratching nuts

tangles up ahead
brambles scratch the stead

why the where in whats
dash before the dots

splashing on the brain
static crackle rain

firmaments confirm
what we’ll never learn

floating like a ghost
letters in the post

pillared be the bark
of thy woodland – hark

owlets howl away
night becoming day

jam upon your lips
sticky fingertips

snippets in between
england’s rolling green

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