Posted on June 19, 2017 at 5:17am
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A new chapter diluted by the end
A new chapter disguised as the end
There were more stories to tell
Involving you
Dry humour
Off grid escapism
Stare at the sky and decipher cloud movement
Your mind was your own
Still water with a silent bobbing boat
Words no longer find letters to float
James On The Hill can still exist
In my mind at least
Cloud vapour hand rung with red wine
That scent of loneliness…
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