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Poetry 365 – Day 364 (A Wet Winters Day)
A wet winters day In this solemn secret place Brooding silence shouts
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Our Christmas lights Up town Are guaranteed to get me down Chipper chappies Put them up Then they all go down the pub Walking home in the rain New Years Eve Just got off the train I wish theyd take The...
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