Monday, December 19, 2011

Made In Sheffield Comments

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Its Early Morning, a mist descends into the valley.
Not a Mist, from some love poem, but a fog forged in graft.
No sun shines here, for there is no welcome.
For here lies the Crucible of the World,
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Steven Cooke

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