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i love it when...

When the dark comes and the shadows tail
and the moon cries a haunting wail.

When the trees still and the cricket sleeps
and the owl hunts as the vole creeps.

When misty blankets hide telling tracks
and only the stars guide the way back.

When we're aloneĀ  and loving hard
defying the world and taking charge.

◄ A silly homage to Cadburys Creme Eggs.

I am firewood ►

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