Winterscore ©
Monday, August 19, 2013
Nothing is worth noting
Nothing is worth noting
Not a cloud in the sky
And the streets are empty
Not a sole passerby
All the birds are silent
And the bees are napping
No breeze through the window
And no front door tapping
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