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Yorkshire rose an abandoned pub in the north of England

through the high grass

of the abandoned site

of frozen dreams

and the stillness of time

where once life moved

the experienced washed down

and the hoped for was drowned

football dreams frenetically celebrated

the loss of comrades soberly swallowed

and the end of each day set on the tap

the place where what seems unbearable in life

weeps politely into the British pale froth

where euphoria and jubilation fall silent to the sound of banter and rage

and the mundane robs vanity of the exaggerated

a pub on the corner

an English house

where the British wind gently brushes the grass

and though long closed

whispering the stories of the city.

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