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Watching Shadows

  WATCHING SHADOW H. W. Bryce Watching shadows on the move, Moving, slowly moving. Waiting, waiting For that perfect moment… Then the shadow of the fence post Slides silently into the crack between The tiles, and in perfect synchronicity Points … Continue reading

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