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John Amsden
Cranmore, Yarmouth, Isle of Wight
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Time lost
And so obscured
The passing cost
In what we feared.
A stranger orb
One stranger yet
None do adsorb
Riddles in planet to beget.
So now we question
As we destroy
In actions thespian
As with a toy.
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