Paradise… lost

I trudge a weary step down a well-trodden path. Either side an ocean of grass stirs with a memory of a breeze, stretching away to a hazy horizon where land and sky become one. As below so overhead, clouds caressed by the same wind roil in languid motion across a sky lit by a shadow …

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There are two things that I am good at

There are two things that I am good at. That’s no small boast either. They maybe my only claim to fame, well on our street anyway, I’m still waiting on my Britain’s Got Talent application. Looking at it in the cold light of day, a black coffee to hand, you’d think they were mutually exclusive. …

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