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bluebells and none (Free verse) by richa

It is when the last badger hole has sunk down, and the fetch of a crows stare has hit on bark that we would pinch from the wild bluebells, nipping their stems and telling ourselves that it was not stealing we had no way of knowing.

richa 3-Feb-04/11:36 AM
please -- I know about the tense one




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