Walking, and the scent
Walking, and the scent
creeps up like a new season:
crushed green privet leaves.
creeps up like a new season:
crushed green privet leaves.
posted by Pete Green at
17:44
08 March 2007
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- Name: Pete Green
- Location: Sheffield, United Kingdom
Poet, musician and snowflake. Sporadically sparkly. Rising slowly. Pedestrian. Grimbarian. Edgelander. King of the impossible. Big girl's blouse.
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