Sad-empty is the bed,
Empty, empty is the vase
Empty-empty, sad-sad the head
That can’t visualise the stars.
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Sad-empty is the bed,
Empty, empty is the vase
Empty-empty, sad-sad the head
That can’t visualise the stars.
Image: http://www.launiusr.wordpress.com
What the Hell …
The bottle is empty?
So soon?
What the … ?
That bucket is full?
Already?
How can it be? Continue reading
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blowing through the cobwebs of my mind
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The most Dangerous plant to sleep under is the water lilly
Local History for Great Wyrley and Surrounding Areas
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
Posts about old Hollywood, current concerns
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