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Skylarks are singing
Over the rainbow
That glows
In an almost clear blue sky
The hint of a mist
Is all that it takes
To make a miracle
My dark shadow
has a bright halo
My ghost follows me
Out of the valley
And into the sky
Where Lapwings are dancing
Down by the quarry
And gilded Curlews
Ask beautiful questions
Of the daffodil sun.

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