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It's later in the day
And whilst it's grey
The light is above me
And the scene is lit
In a brighter light
They are down
From the black lake
and the meadow is full
With the wildness
Of goose and gull
Crows in black hundreds
Cackle and wheeze
As they settle
On brittle branches
Dark fruit
For winter trees.

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