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Those were the halcyon days purpled and seared by love when I veered towards the unknown like a wounded bird until I found you, friend, and you listened to my sighs. From the dark I came to your arms, sought shelter
For when a man is dead the truth of him fades out in time, in space. A disappearing smoke carries his face, evaporates his dreams but for his shrivelled heart, a landmark still to show in aching lives,
Do you remember, one winter night, that thin tongue-tied man who first saw the shards and suspected a break-in? And the pallid woman who smelled smoke and concluded fire? Both united in the treacherous darkness,
The winter rain falls on Boars Hill. With a lucid symphony full of beat the sky had opened its vast theatre to act the heavens out. A full house - the earth glistens in diamante fulfils the sky's wet destiny