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Theres a beautiful blue
To the sky today
A cooler edge
to the warmth of the sun
So I went the way I seldom go
And noticed the peace
Of the morning
The Curlew calls
From the mile-long field
There's a Heron standing
Over silver water
And the Rooks rattle
the noisy woods
Orange tips flutter
Round milkmaids and bluebells
Lovage and borage
Settling in small spirals
On mustard.

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