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The authors head rested

on his final works

like he was still in the room.

The candle smouldering – not yet out

the last grains of sand in the hourglass

making their slow passage

from the top to the bottom

Treasures within the leather,

bounties untold

but they’d have to look at edition II

edition I was still being chewed over by the author.

Published by inkdropk

Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer.

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