A Poetry Journey
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A wet damp lingers
Day washed out in cold grey fog
London like morning
I almost remember those days. LOL It’s boiling and we could have red clay dust storms here.
It is rare for us to have anything like it down here. It was still hot and muggy, but it looked like London with all the fog.
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I almost remember those days. LOL It’s boiling and we could have red clay dust storms here.
It is rare for us to have anything like it down here. It was still hot and muggy, but it looked like London with all the fog.