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Once, we were hunting –
Two taken down ~ second lost –
Lost in the bracken.

It was down, deserved honour –
Boy, driven mad seeking it.

Rain and wind blowing –
Should feel safe inside ~ except –
Guinea pigs outside.

Lego rustle sound –
Searching for one little piece ~
It may not be there…


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