Dismal Southbourne
The heat of summer,
the dazzle have done a runner.
The vacant hands of after dusk seem to say,
Turn away.
But in this street,
with autumn near and summer far,
Mine eyes see a glimpse of Shangri-la
Dismal
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Dismal Southbourne
The heat of summer,
the dazzle have done a runner.
The vacant hands of after dusk seem to say,
Turn away.
But in this street,
with autumn near and summer far,
Mine eyes see a glimpse of Shangri-la
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