Going To...

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Going To..


Slowly ,

it became a dirty......

smokey grey.

Then it enveloped him,

and all colour..... was gone!

The air thickened and then

He was in the clouds.

He hit the saddle,.....turned left,

For the top,on, a foul day in May.

He was heading Up the Fan,

and the weather.

Was leading him......


A Dance!

Giajl © Jim Love 


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