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Planes thrust Up through' the pink Northern sky In perfect time Heavy bright White ships Glide on grey waters Stained shades of blue Past your window Past your view Sunlight rich Precious as gold Unfolds Unrolls a new day Clarity and light Shine a new day Contact made And at last I am seeing things anew Colours come pouring out From where I stand With you --- Up - Anne Clark and Clark-Hutchinson