especially the mornings,
i need not tell you really,
you must know.
ok if there is no rush to go,
easy, cosy up and write.
i think they change the clocks
soon, throwing all into
misalignment, it is not
supposed to, yet remains
a mystery to me. we talk
about the war and daylight saving.
walking to school in the mist,
uniform,, and there
is another story.
it is darker here this morning.
sbm.
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC
especially the mornings,
i need not tell you really,
you must know.
ok if there is no rush to go,
easy, cosy up and write.
i think they change the clocks
soon, throwing all into
misalignment, it is not
supposed to, yet remains
a mystery to me. we talk
about the war and daylight saving.
walking to school in the mist,
uniform,, and there
is another story.
it is darker here this morning.
sbm.
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