(43) Cotswold Walls

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Jagged and rough,
concocted from stone.
Chaotic, untidy..
Yet upwards they've grown.
Clumsy but gorgeous,
slanting and old
Withstanding nature.
Strikingly bold.
Withered and crumbling
No two stones the same
Softly surrounding
The nature they frame.

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