three hares
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Tampons on a path,
motorway a distant roar -
grey disconsolance.
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Black twigs water-jewelled,
Bird song a gushing fountain -
Lull on a winter's morn.
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Lost streets, smudged houses
Walking through winter fog - just
Now: no future or past.
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