Friday, April 15, 2016

Twelve Hours Comments

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The last train rumbles out
The smell of soot fills the air
Midnight strikes.
Late night revellers stagger home
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Bill Wright
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Dr Antony Theodore 15 April 2016

The weary city opens its eyes, Daylight starts to dawn, A brand new day, Comes to life, And the eternal circle, bringing in the thoughts of daily life, its monotony. struggle, and lack of luster and joy. thank you very much for this poem.....dear poet. tony

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