to the sheer hopelessness of grassy roundabouts, too many birds in the trees, friends on boats, racing for the north. The dawn is coming, but first the night, the good, long and cleansing night.
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to the sheer hopelessness of grassy roundabouts, too many birds in the trees, friends on boats, racing for the north. The dawn is coming, but first the night, the good, long and cleansing night.
