Sunbeams in an Old Cloth Mill
Part of your wisdom portfolio Read it aloud, my friend. Savour it slowly, come sit with me. Sunbeams in an Old Cloth Mill Left my car in a weedy cobbled lane,By a crumbling derelict cotton mill,It loomed cavernous coolly inviting,In a forgotten yesteryear Bombay. Waiting alone inside for someone late,I sink back on a cot by […]
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