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In the coal fields of Pennsylvania
On the cold streets of Penrhiwceiber*
Our shadows fall in the same way.
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In the hot winds of Matahara*
In the wild fire hell of California
Peoples eyes search endlessly for rain.
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Rob Cullen artist, writer, poet, artist — admires Lorca, the view of my garden, the thoughts of my sheepdog. Likes cooking what I grow. www.celfypridd.co.uk