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  • The Body

    It appeared from around the top of the island. Very classical – face down, arms and legs stuck straight out. It’s hard to say who was the first to see it. It was just a quiet drink’s party on a…

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  • New Born

    The shadows of sorrow deepen
    The minor miseries and great
    Unfold, slightly unexpected
    And the great mystery is not this
    But that somehow the weary eyes
    See through it all (in general)
    To …

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  • I Shot a Wombat

    He sat still, willing the end
    A single shot (I am pleased I had practiced)

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