Friday, 6 November 2015
Tuesday, 3 November 2015
Random Writing Tuesday
I can smell the the flowers of the trees
I can see an old broken bathtub
I can feel the frost from the wind
I can feel the canals heating my arms and legs
I can hear the leafs blowing around in the wind
I can hear the wind howling like an fox
I can taste the old smell from the bathtub

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