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	<title>London Poetry Review &#187; John Laughland</title>
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		<title>THE SHOUTING HILL</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 00:01:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John Laughland</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Vol. 1, No. 2]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[On Sundays at the shouting hill we see them out there across the wire each week a little older and though the gap remains unchanged I seem to see our loved ones grow more distant For six days they stand sepia and silent froze solemn on our mantle shelf but on Sundays at the shouting [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On Sundays at the shouting hill <br />
we see them <br />
out there across the wire <br />
each week a little older <br />
and though the gap remains unchanged <br />
I seem to see our loved ones <br />
grow more distant</p>
<p>For six days they stand sepia and silent <br />
froze solemn on our mantle shelf <br />
but on Sundays at the shouting hill <br />
they are in colour <br />
though perhaps a little faded <br />
as they faintly call their love <br />
across the wire</p>
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