timmy conway Biography

They walk the canal each evening

she one step behind
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I told my woe to a friend I know

Who straight to my foe did go
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There is nothing like a ploughed field
So beautifully done
Brown steps
One by one
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A dog with a bone

Stands on Abbey Bridge
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WE LEFT THE HOUSE ONE EVENING

WALKED WOODS OF DISAPPEARING GREEN
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