4.06.2012

red mill

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come to the red mill
and sit beside
smell the wind
through the leaves
as the water prattles
and steel wheel creeks
come to the red mill
when you say goodbye
leaving west inquest
of spirit passed
come to the red mill
when you say goodnight
and over high red walls
the long sun rises
and ghosts give chase
in taboo gardens
come to the red mill
when you remember