Mushrooms in the verge,
sprouting unexpectedly:
fruit from buried fields.
Thursday, 24 July 2008
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Mostly composed on the 07:33 to Finchley Road, then hastily typed up at work. Apart from the ones written surreptitiously in boring meetings or on the way home.
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