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    Spirit Eyes
    Spirit Eyes
    Spirit Eyes
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    Spirit Eyes

    By Maurice Whelan

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    In ‘Mount Cargill’, a poem in Maurice Whelan’s book Excalibur’s Return, he described running up Mount Cargill in New Zealand with Richard O’Neill-Dean, to whom that volume was dedicated. Richard responded to Maurice’s latest collection, Spirit Eyes, with a poem of his own, after discussing ho

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDebbie Lee
    Release dateFeb 7, 2017
    ISBN9781760412890
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