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Sorrow
Even the arborial space
Seemed to be sorrowful
in its vernal finery.
Hanging its many fingers
Low and deep ,
Bowing to an invisible god
whose anger and hate
never truly dissipate
but linger in the shadows
waiting to spring out
when least expected.
Wednesday 23rd May 2018 8:11 am
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