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I'm late today
There was work to do
The light looks different
In the late afternoon
A low sky
And a gusting wind
Tearing green leaves
From cherry trees
Skylarks are singing
Over the stubble
High on the wild edge
Of the breeze
I'm flying,
At ease on the hill
There's a Curlew
Flying beside me
Singing a Curlew's song
Haunting me
With joy.

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