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August 1986


the colours are changing


after hardly any summer at all

God has not seen fit to give

too much heat this year




I dont know


for me maybe a reflection

of the coldness of my soul

but the autumn is my fire time

a time for me to live

in that too early may be good

more time Ill have to improve

and set to flame

this stagnant, morbid soul



After Montreal trip three,

with Ron, Ev and Bert


The Colours are Changing

A poem by Peter Rhebergen
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