bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Thursday 11th December 2014.

Rain drops keep falling on my head...the song, the film, the ride on the bycycle all long in the memory of youth....Hail stones and wind swept rain sucks from the soul words to blind to see..for much of the working day i have pottered through such weather all the bright lights from the Christmas trees i have passed....drew my attention i could have quite scampered under one and slept for as long as Saccharine turtles would let Goeth...
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