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the landscape left him cold
you're an old cynic
she said
and it doesn't matter to me
whether we stand
out here
all night
in the freezing air
or not
but eventually
you're going to have to admit
that this
is a pretty
glorious view
and I merely
shivered
at the
prospect ..
Published 12th Sep 2017
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12th Sep 2017 1:24am
Haha...there's a little misanthropic feel to this poem...a hint of nihilism too Paul.
you mean I can be a bit
of an old misery, but
it's nothing,
really .. ?
sounds about right ..
ta, mate. :)
of an old misery, but
it's nothing,
really .. ?
sounds about right ..
ta, mate. :)
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12th Sep 2017 7:35pm
I think my favourite view is from my bedroom window, with the curtains closed ..
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