late September
rain blows from the grey mountain
towards the grey sea
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over the bush
a magpie repeats a phrase
it’s being taught to sing
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by the Scouts’ boatshed
oak trees
just turning green
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rivulet drainpipe
2 rats run out
chasing bread thrown to ducks
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60s office block
an open window
flashes sunlight
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Echidna Tracks 