A Black Book of Blog
Sunday 10 June 2012
Another thing what I wrote.
“So I’ll spend my nights with a glass of Pimms
Waiting for rain to close summer in
For until the birds cease to sing
I see no hope that we may begin”
Wrote this yesterday.
No idea what it's about, or why I wrote it.
Derp.
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