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No tram just bus & train red dull of suburb & covert roses advertising nothing nothing could absolve this absence of thunder nor burn the heartstrings of a solitary clown whose make-up running down his face would have him rush into the storm
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 9:06 AM UTC
Bristol in the rain
No tram just bus & train red dull of suburb & covert roses advertising nothing nothing could absolve this absence of thunder nor burn the heartstrings of a solitary clown whose make-up running down his face would have him rush into the storm
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 9:06 AM UTC
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