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Racing: part one

The whistle blew and they were running, with a flurry of limbs and a gentle splattering sound...

Lasts a life time

inspired by Thomas Hardy's poetry..

Projection 3 - Fallen arrows

it’s a mirror of your memory – all memory is fallen arrows, like the trees in showered, stopped arrays, heads rooted into the black ground, serried in the bank, the edge,
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Standing army

Inspiration point 31.3.10
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Last of a Kind

Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid.

Legends of the Second Age - Elemental Inheritance - Prologue

A lone boy sat on a rocky ledge looking out at the sky. His feet dangled over the edge with the ground, a mile below, hidden by the dense cloud cover.

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen:
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Freeze Frame (I.P.)

Good as dead – long before I hit the water.

it's not easy

- tough game this poetry lark

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