bichoose (bichoose) wrote,
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bichoose

Monday 3rd June 2013.

Warm weather is beginning to seep through winters dark leaf mould,the sparkle of dawns sun rays rising over grey slated roof tops brings a great sigh of relief to my weary winter bones. Even though i escaped for several weeks away from dear old England, hip-hopping  in the motions to Catch the Wind scribbles, found written in fountain pen, on abandoned Coco-pop packets.
Yet these cardboard impersonators escaping from Officer Dibble and the army of Pink Elephants hell bent on recycling down to the dusty last pubic hair, left on a barbed wire fence...can only sigh that at last there is a crack in winters mirror. Yippie..... 
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