
Dark shadows fall in
from the slopes of the night sky
shifting in the wind
My thoughts carry me backwards
and I am drifting
across the threshold again
Somewhere, a clock is ticking
© Ann Bagnall
Dark shadows fall in
from the slopes of the night sky
shifting in the wind
My thoughts carry me backwards
and I am drifting
across the threshold again
Somewhere, a clock is ticking
© Ann Bagnall
Groovy!
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