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A grey blanket
Draped over the bog
Drizzle and a sighing breeze
My beautiful skylark is silent
And the Curlew is silent too
I wonder
Did I notice you well enough
While you sang
In Springtime?
How I miss your music
Its absence
Makes me love
it even more

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