In honour of Liz
On July 6, a day before my birthday, Liz died. She had just been out to buy me a present
On July 6, a day before my birthday, Liz died. She had just been out to buy me a present
A damp, dark hush engulfs the valley. All day the mist has hung low with just the tips of Loughrigg
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