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Sunday 9th June 2019.

The weekend slips away darkness is creeping in, the soft violin of thought is tangled in thoughts about the coming week ahead. As usual for June rain is forecast each day.Pull up the collar shrug face the rain and move onwards something will appear around the corner even if it is a monster in a purple dress, thank goodness i don't think i have one that colour. This weekend i'll give a thumbs up i coasted through on half a step the shit strewn across the public bus has not made me sink into depths of WTF.
The mature juciy crone on the supermarket till..made me feel as if my mother should have been the same without the juniper berry's..rolling around her mind,one should not dwell to deeply on the past i was born not through my own faullt.
This coming Sunday is Fathers Day this side of the pond, Oranges are not the only fruit, with the promise of a new day. Whom ever passes this way have a good week ahead..x

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