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Princetown

  • Jul 21, 2020
  • 1 min read

Away from the mist,

and Dartmoor‘s uneven ground,

we pause in Princetown

The place where Thomas,

Warden of the Stanneries,

built Dartmoor Prison

Home of inmates from

French and American soil

(in the early days)

Now, the moorland sheen

and its water have settled

into vibrancy

near the prison pall.

We trudge and talk our way round

with colourful glows

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