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springtime
once again he goes back with his soul full of hope simply seeking a warm word or a smile but the pain and the tears start all over again he realises his trip is heartbreakingly futile because springtime in Scotland … Continue reading →
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Tagged glasgow, homeland, low weeping clouds, narrow cracks, pale dying moon, poem, poetry, scotland, songbird, springtime
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