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I am looking for something I look everywhere Sometimes I give in Go to a cafe and sit and stare I'm looking for something It may not even exist A halcyon dream Impossible to resist Possibly I'm looking in all the wrong places With the wrong tools I dig Where there are not even traces of traces I'm looking for something I don't understand Beyond my invention Or comprehension Just beyond the lie of the land And when I find it It will not last A passing nod from a familiar stranger In my now immediate past A friendly cat, a smiling child A fleeting chat A walk in the wild When it comes it never lasts A fleeting glimpse of the closing act

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Date: 10/17/2018 11:12:00 AM
"a passing nod from a familiar stranger" love it Greig...
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Date: 10/16/2018 4:24:00 PM
Well done. "traces of traces." I love it.
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Greig Turnbull
Date: 10/17/2018 12:17:00 AM
Hi Jean, thanks so much for your comment. I did like that little line myself.......sometimes we have to move forward with no reference point.....not even traces of one. Thank you.

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