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On lonely branches...

In her white nightgown, with the sun tangled in her hair, Ane looked like an angel

Ann-Marie was as a love letter...

Before you walk away let us go to the river

I wandered down to the pond to ponder

A mother weeps - she has to send her children to the mines, for shining blue, the poisonous cobalt

In my mind I've made her a deity

The sun an ice cream ball in warm sky, melts

It was as if staring at an apparition to look at me. Then maybe that was the point, to look at a ghost, to forget I was ever more