Storm Ends
Into Tomorrow
By the seaside.Finally, that's the last box. We've been dreaming of this, Sue and I. For years we've wanted to be this close to the sea. Now, with just two blocks walk we're right on the beach front. The view from our flat isn't that great but that's not too important to us. Not nearly as important as getting out of those stuffy "white" suburbs with old ladies behind barbed iron curtains knowingly whispering behind cupped hands about "the blacks". Not nearly as important as being able to walk in the street and talk to anyone we like without being frowned at or being thought ill of. No, this is the best way for us to liveBy the seaside.
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golden brown texture like sun • lays me down with my mind she runs • throughout the night • no need to fight • never a frown with golden brown
thanks
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Clive Crous
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golden brown texture like sun • lays me down with my mind she runs • throughout the night • no need to fight • never a frown with golden brown
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