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Rainbow

I walked up the fields and meadows to pick wild flowers

Underneath the Rowan tree I sheltered from a shower

Light shimmered through

A rainbow glimmered in my mind

Empty spaces, fill my imagination

Faint colours fade and fly. They purl forever. Their twisted threads entwined. A welcome thrill of hope and will; over fragrant wild woodbine.What you search you find.

 
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