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Apr 03, 2010 21:26

& she is back walking again, two am, three, four. She walks as the dawn breaks & as the sun leaves the sky to sleep. Wet leaves, cigarettes, pavements slick with rain. This is the London she moved to, the London she fell in love with. Back against a wall, cigarette sheltered from the rain, match strike, sudden flare, inhale ( Read more... )

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dirtybreeze April 3 2010, 21:09:08 UTC
I really enjoyed reading this :)

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