Scotland
2018
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I went to Scotland in Spring,
In Scotland, I saw:
birds sing plants hustle and bustle
cows gay
roads dance
In Spring, Scotland dressed in a thick layer for yellow rain and wind blew,
In Spring, Scotland's cathedrals rang for winter's seal melted,
In Spring, Scotland was a hospital for many baby flowers and trees cracked open its shell,
In Scotland,
Sun laid its hand on me
Every corner
Cracks wink
Rose flow
Ears explode.
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