Mine
A verse reflecting on the relicts of a Cornish past
1 min readOct 19, 2019
Across free-will ways,
beneath mottled sky,
passed glistening hedgerows,
looms a relic of Cornish underlands.
A rich past lies still and quiet.
Written by Ryan Hooper
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