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Equinox

Light and dark Are equal, Nothing else. The garden Is in flux, Reaching for T shirts Whilst pulling off Its winter coat, Snowdrops fading Amidst Spring brightness, Crab apples clothed In green, Birch and beech Naked And bare. Soon, The … Continue reading

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