A soft summer wind seems to have blown all the stars out of the night sky, even the sparks from the barbecue drift away.
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MY BOOK! FINALY!!
The Self Published Writer's Cut.
One of these two.
A random image.
looking for sunny periods
I like shells
There to remind me
An old photo remains
can't click on this one yet (you can now - i found a reference to fourteen)
Who am i? What's going on?
A long and (not) winding road.
Always leads to my door.
Only ever meant to last the night...
One I Took Earlier.
an eye on autumn
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Haiku? God bless you sir. Either very thin fish around there or you are grilling tin foil. Which is it? We should be told. We demand an answer.
ah, that'll be my blurry focus, there was a bit of salmon, three merguez, a sliced courgette and some garlic having a roast together.
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