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reflections of a mill


the old gritstone mill
looks at its reflection
in the darkness
of the still canal
ghosts of workers
men, women and children
float by on currents
staring at the mill
that was their life
going to places new
to haunt again

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The Autistic FellRunner

I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site.

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