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Time alone separates the dull red
/ granite of these cliffs and the red
/ clay in the kirkyard yonder.
/ As I stand…
Time alone separates the dull red
/ granite of these cliffs and the red
/ clay in the kirkyard yonder.
/ As I stand…
All this second night
/ the wind drops slates into gardens
/ bends steel radio masts at the chimney
/ smashes their teeth on…
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
/ Their old, familiar carols play,
/ And wild and sweet
/ …
Me wake up in the middle of the night
/ and me foot bottom wet. Mommy come in
/ with shower curtain to put…
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv’ry Tay!
/ Alas! I am very sorry to say
/ That ninety lives have been taken away
/ On the…
Wake up man! Waken! Listen!
/
/ What?
/ What is it?
/
/ Oh what a dream I’ve had,…
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