No NoteA Poem by Brett HernanThought, it rang Strange noises, Climb outside. Scaffolding jargon Ebb-tide, 'No' note No-one knew. Where ever you went © 2017 Brett Hernan |
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2 Reviews Added on July 5, 2017 Last Updated on July 8, 2017 AuthorBrett HernanHobart, Tasmania, AustraliaAboutLow-resolution sample only. Born 1968. All of the images accompanying each of these written works are my own. (Except that one of the guy putting a flower into a soldier's rifle barrel!) more..Writing
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