Poem: Figure Of A Man.
Figure Of A Man.
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It was a strange day
To sit under the special tree
Crushing down the summer grass
Deep within cool shade.
I saw a dark figure in the distance
At the far edge of the field
Standing quite motionless.
When I looked again later
It seemed to be much nearer
And then much nearer still,
I close my eyes in shock
Hoping I would find it gone
When I opened then once more.
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