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Richard Price
The Snow Gets It
The Snow Gets It
The Snow Gets It
The snow gets it, last place to go.Colour on it, just so you know.
Nothing doing, reflection all.
Something owing, light to crawl.
End of the earth, beginning the same.
Always a – , never a name.
The snow gets it, last place to go.
Colour on it, just so you know.
© 2007, Richard Price
Publisher: Markings magazine, Dumfries & Galloway
Publisher: Markings magazine, Dumfries & Galloway
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The Snow Gets It
The snow gets it, last place to go.Colour on it, just so you know.
Nothing doing, reflection all.
Something owing, light to crawl.
End of the earth, beginning the same.
Always a – , never a name.
The snow gets it, last place to go.
Colour on it, just so you know.
The Snow Gets It
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