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Friday, 11 August 2017
Secondhand Smoke
Young Ophelia
Hamlet’s old flame
Flameless
Out in the water
Amidst the reeds, amidst the rushes
Smoke in the distance
Wood
Or whatever that is burning
Leaving wood
As a ghost does a man
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