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Angelman's Syndrome
Across a sunlit summer’s lawn came a happy, laughing child;
Hair tousled, face wreathed in smiles,
blue eyes shining with true simplicity.... more »
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Asker Wood
When early springtime’s night winds sing
around the steaming cattle byre,
And smoke curls high through wicker slats
above the dancing roundhouse fire;... more »
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Endgame
Under a cataclysmic sky
they sheltered from a wind so hot
it burned the leaves to ashes as they
watched in fascinated horror.... more »