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There is long-dreamed-about family house on the right, in the quiet village, just round the corner from the local shops, with pine trees bordering on one side and log-fed fire in the sitting room by the fluffy rug; there are dreams overdreamed and songs unborn.

I took my camera, pictured that and everything fell into place.

Nothing’s changed out there.

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2 Responses to statu-quo

  1. This smells like poetry.

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