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They look to be huddled round a camp fire but all that burn are eyes, the ancient sun, and the angry about all too lateness, but you can still make shadow puppets of the longed for with the leaf filtered light of those. Here is a bird. Here is a steeple. Open the doors. And where are the people? Oh. Making shadow scenery including a forest very like ours with it's own shadow river shining as it snakes through the trees and their hearts and soon they make shadow stars in blocking the light of their not unhopeful helpless giggling..

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    Christopher almost 2 years ago

    Very cryptic. I read it three times and I still can't grasp the meaning. I dig it, but I don't get it.

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    VerityAlways almost 2 years ago

    Homework!
    Lack of sleep and these string of words didnt seep!!

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    Jamie Clapperton almost 2 years ago

    Not sure I get it either Christopher. :-))

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    Jamie Clapperton almost 2 years ago

    Haha ;-) Wishing you a decent nights sleep verity.

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    Neville Hunt almost 2 years ago

    I’ve been procrastinating on this homework Jamie, but I’ll have to buckle down to it now after the first read!🥴

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    Cerridwen 6 months ago

    I love the very Plato's Cave allegorical vibes.

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    Jamie Clapperton 6 months ago

    Thank you Cerridwen.

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