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Wednesday, 3 October 2012
91/100 And is silent still
What should I say
To this one, intruder and stranger?
He had stood there two nights
And is silent still.
[from ‘The Golden door: Three kings, George Mackay Brown, 'Selected poems 1952-1992']
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