
“Now I stop my ears with wax, hold fast
the memory of the song you once whispered in my ear.
Its echoes tangle like briars in my thick hair.“
A look at the stranger side of the greatest city in the world
“Now I stop my ears with wax, hold fast
the memory of the song you once whispered in my ear.
Its echoes tangle like briars in my thick hair.“
What a good find for the challenge, Stever.
janet
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Right place right time just walking to catch my train and there it was 🤗
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