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There's nothing to say about today
It's grey and ordinary
There's no need to comment
On the depth of the green
Or the haste of the geese
As they hurry along
In line astern
To the west
No need to listen to the song of the lark
Or notice the daffodils
Glowing gold in the ditch
Or to stop in wonder
At the descending notes
As the Curlew flutes
To her rest.

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