A poem for Rabbit

http://thevintry.com.au/product-tag/barossa-valley/ by Jotter girl on October 31, 2011

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When you drift away,

you become near

Curse this end that brings you to me

When I touch you at last,

it will be the first

I will lay you down in Auvers-sur-Oise

in fields of wheat

I will lay you down in Paris

in Montmartre

I will lay you down in my heart

forever

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