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Sometimes the music
Is louder than the wind
It drowns out the noise
Of an unquiet world
It is a beautiful place to be
When the trees are loud
And the wires whistle.
Autumn is just around the corner
And my mother's daisies
Are in full bloom now
Waiting in the margins
As I climb.
There's a rainbow at the top
Of my steepening hill
And a Kestrel circling
Over the Curlew field
And I feel a gap in the sky
Where the skylark sang
In springtime

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