The flattened circle

The shortest day that led me away into the longest of the longest nights, the sound that bites as my thoughts invite me to take a promenade down memory lane, but I’m back again and presently correct. It didn’t start out this way and to be honest this didn’t feel like the shortest day however…

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The withdrawing room

21 December 2015 at 04:42 · London · They say that the twenty first day is the worst, I thought the first was and the second and third, word on the street is ‘ no one can beat this ‘ I never believed them boyz in the ‘hood, always up to no good , never…

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