Smoke March 23, 2017 In General Smoke drifts in thin line, silence cut by time, the day lurks and night retreats. (Visited 3 times, 1 visits today)Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... #American Sentences #short poem Hooray for mom and pop shops, they add colour to local neighbourhoods A personal piece of hell You must log in to post a comment. Related Posts How Your Brain Controls the Speed of Time Dopamine tastes good Don’t eat that! Do you have a bad boss?
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