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(Poetry: 24.6.21) I saw a man lie on a wall,he must have been but five feet tall.Had he no cares if he should fall?Alas seemed not, no none at all! Although the sky was grey with rain,the umbrella was propped without a stain,while any thoughts (damp, cold or pain?)like pesky bugs he did disdain.  Continue reading “I Saw a Man Lie On a Wall”