Really..... for the last time.
Ever.
Once again
But not 'once', as having given all of them, up
All
It's funny.
Dawn on the hill.
But enough dawns on the hill to be so tuned
up.
Not one denial, ghosting, ever drains slightest
Especially when a day of fruit, and nuts, and sunshine
And a night of sleep, the full amount.
Causes once again body perfect, thank you very much.
And a 6am Sunday ritual tells me the truth
From the Serbian writer:
" we do not scatter quick smiles all the time as you do, nor say all is well when it is not."
https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b00sf1v2
There was no point of course chronicling years the way of a people. Peoples just are...
But i know I am not English; and if I could find one not lost to... being English, that is whete i must be.
