Wednesday 15 March 2017, New Cross Gate

Female swan, man’s name;

intimate friend, very much aged.  Injury, wound, uneven walk. 

Nasal opening, drinking tube stretch tight, colourless gas –

stop briefly!  Lukewarm whirlpool –

cease.


He doesn’t tell terrible lies…

College girl.  To complete her name takes a mere trice.  Billy got out, with heavy heart.  Went different ways with soft tread, perhaps.  His pupils wouldn’t miss him.

An absorbing and refreshing thing to do: food and a good massage.  A shot at writing, an eye for a drink.  Being inactive makes a good person bad.

Very well, it’s noisy in the city.  Because of this comparatively little is heard; an eighth of the music.  Make for Maidenhead!

 

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