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Two larks call to me
High above Ditchling Beacon;
Spring is here at last.
Brian Hick March 2015
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Lark where are you when I need your song;
Sing to cut into my aching heart
Sing to free my soul, to take my part
When silence shuts me from the thoughts that throng...
Brian Hick July 2013
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