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1st April

Tis five in thee morn

Full moon i see

Clouds passing Patter of rain

Wind in my face

Birds singing morning songs

Vehicle sounds i not see

Moon hidden in – out she be

Left morning light

Front and right darkness

Come’th forth shapes to me

Morning as broken

I see each morn

Ye Olde Oak tree

Silhouettle she be

Lighter now snow their be

1st April

No joke that be.

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