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Abroad on a cold business, I have a secret fire: a piece of gold. Infinite, tedious rain.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 16 June 1660.

Dave Bonta
SourceLicence:CC BY-SA 4.0
Mood:
Sad
Topics:
fire, rain, gold, business

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