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She runs...
She runs down the
meadow
Catching grasping at her
breath
Faster faster
Legs akimbo
While her shadow
crept.
Words By Dad + Roisin
Foto Tommy Carroll
re-edit
Saturday 29th October 2016 9:05 pm
runs (Remove filter)
She runs down the
meadow
Catching grasping at her
breath
Faster faster
Legs akimbo
While her shadow
crept.
Words By Dad + Roisin
Foto Tommy Carroll
re-edit
Saturday 29th October 2016 9:05 pm
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