Type. Type, type type, type, type, type, down here I sit, down here I write. I wonder if I'll get to talk to you tonight? I'm getting better, I'm fighting fitter, as I sit to re-paint our shared grey-green picture. The blue-sky still eludes me, For I can't get out of my duvet, acceptance has [...]
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