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By haunts of years past

Rain and time veiled my passing

I am the ghost now

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These rocks will endure

But can we? Will love outlast

Those petty hatreds

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On the bridge, in rain

I look down the Avon Gorge

A tear in the land

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Green and pleasant land.

A headless, bobbing corpse; pecked

by carrion birds.

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wave slides slow on wave

undermine the castle wall

crumbling sand gives way

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