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walking on train bridge thinking of jessica
staring at moonball
reflecting green waikato
water as train
comes reminiscence
a childhood circus.
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- by Suneal Varma
essentially poems written in Hamilton. Hamilton is where i ended up after my huge trip from rediscovering Auckland to Christchurch to Queenstown and neighbouring villages to Kaikohe, Ngawha pools, Mangunui, Kaitaia and not Fernflat for obvious reasons. More poems on blueskyfox.com
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