Always cry when children sing. Don't have to be mine. Means avoiding shopping malls during Advent. Saved by online shopping. #130story
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Always cry when children sing. Don't have to be mine. Means avoiding shopping malls during Advent. Saved by online shopping. #130story
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She cried
And cried
How could he
Could he
Paris for anniversary
No way
It's Southend-On-Sea
Again
No change
Same as last year
NYE is about pacing yourself when you get past forty. Could've cried missing Hootenanny last year, didn't though, was asleep!
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Nearly missed the # deadline
I looked at the clock and sighed
With minutes left I made it
If I’d missed I might have cried
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I'm writing the Tale of Tarka
Drinking tea as the ink dries
A story of beginnings
Where not one character dies
I wo… https://t.co/0nANHuv4P2
Dove grey sky
Silent landscape
Paled by mist
December tears
Cried for the year
For those lost
Wronged
Or forgotten.
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For auld lang syne my friend, whatever it may mean, yet next year will be the same as the last, full of deep longings and regrets. #130story
Bills 1st time shopping since Xmas eve. Morrisons playing party music. How he cried into his donuts. #130story