The last sunny day in Grangemouth

Soft and billowing

fading with cool drafts

They recede like lambs

escaping across azure plain

Vaporous wraiths

absorbed beyond horizons

swallowed by a baleful sea

to yet live on

still forgotten

Even in our sleep

they will evade our dreams

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