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a clessroom corner:
twa deif bairns, hauns lauchin
at philosophers |
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leafs flitterin doun
ootside a café whaur ance
sat a freend an a |
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weedae
braws
steys, silks, veil, shuin
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on the midnicht stair
suddent a brod minds the stramp
o some langsyne shae |
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skreich o day, tuim
streets
doun the causey rowes a spatch
o black filigree |
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deif
fowk in the park;
ablo a owercast sky
corbies flees, like hauns
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