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Says t all

looking out of my window

been waiting for this morning when the tree in the garden does this

Two unrlated thoughts while sitting looking out of my window at about 9:45 this morning

still looking and still thinking

thought this might have been a rambling exposition - but no

What it sayd on the tin

The eleventh hour arrives In the first strike - my silence Time falls unstopped in its arc The hissing gas boiling liquids ..

Beneath blue sky And brisk white clouds Sun, leaves, restless Tangle shadows

going a bit obstuse again