“Italy” it said to me
as I pushed the earplug in.
And dreamed about covidity,
and things that might have been.
Coffee mornings, browning air
embolden fauna fair.
Investigators in the yard
come closer, on a dare.
“Italy” it said to me
as I pushed the earplug in.
And dreamed about covidity,
and things that might have been.
Coffee mornings, browning air
embolden fauna fair.
Investigators in the yard
come closer, on a dare.
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