(?:H:21:25:00|29.9.08:Y:?] ©c.thomas.carter
Haughty Heron plucking plumes from behind
I can hear whispers of Her through the smoke
I'm trying to quit
desperately
and today is the day
I'm no stranger in your dreams
Sent from the void
Timed to precision
Tick the Land there must be Tickin'
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