Grandeur, paradox
Grandeur, paradox,
these wet and glowing mornings
that I spend alone.
these wet and glowing mornings
that I spend alone.
posted by Pete Green at
10:08
16 July 2007
About Me
- 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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