It's the story about potential perceived but never quite realised,
A story of people, place and love
A story of frayed edges and bright ideas,
Initially embraced,initially energetic but without the critical mass to push it through to transformation.
A story of love that was right for them for their time and place
They created much, but who knows where their creations may flower- elsewhere elsewhere
the world is big
Maybe there was always too much this, to little that;
who cares- it was what it was,
post-mortems make no sense the energy went,
and so I move on ...
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