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Slowly ,
it became a dirty......
smokey grey.
Then it enveloped him,
and all colour..... was gone!
The air thickened and then
He was in the clouds.
He hit the saddle,.....turned left,
For the top,on, a foul day in May.
He was heading Up the Fan,
and the weather.
Was leading him......
A Dance!
Giajl © Jim Love
