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An auric veil of<\/p>\n
the real Misty blue<\/p>\n
sweet bells of Ashridge<\/p>\n
peal out their sweet song<\/p>\n
seemingly in shade<\/p>\n
in the woods just before<\/p>\n
The \u00a0sign Ashridge House<\/p>\n
which most might ignore<\/p>\n
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the suns looking white<\/p>\n
Not \u00a0much heat in my car<\/p>\n
i am wearing short \u00a0sleeves<\/p>\n
with wrist warmers<\/p>\n
no star<\/p>\n
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sundays in ashridge<\/p>\n
not many around<\/p>\n
cyclists, a few cars<\/p>\n
dog walkers<\/p>\n
all bound<\/p>\n
for a pre<\/p>\n
breakfast jaunt<\/p>\n
Whilst I sit in my car<\/p>\n
writing my poems.<\/p>\n
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An auric veil of the real Misty blue sweet bells of Ashridge peal out their sweet song seemingly in shade in the woods just before The \u00a0sign Ashridge House which most might ignore the suns looking white Not \u00a0much … Continue reading