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Archive for October 2nd, 2017

A Trilby & Smoke Rings

The falling leaves Drift by the window The autumn leaves Of red and gold……… Those inaugural words of Frank Sinatra’s lament Autumn Leaves resonate around my neurological corridors this morning. Despite it’s melancholic undertones, it’s a welcome guest; although it could have brought cake, the tight get! I’m unsure why the first verse of a underplayed ululation by ‘old blue eyes’ has made an unscheduled visit to my random mind. Although, I’d […]

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