Marsh of Rhuddlan.
|Shadow is my ever-present
Having little in her life but me.
Affection is in her a true vocation,
Destined as she is for a relation
Of which love is both salvager and sea,
Windswept world and oft-recited credo.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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