I composed a poem once about being left in St Pancras station. Since I had time enough. It was short and fragmentary, but I think summed up my feelings quite well.
Dead duckling SHOULD NEVER BE SEEN EVER, AND CERTAINLY NOT BY ME. For shame, life. For shame.
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I composed a poem once about being left in St Pancras station. Since I had time enough. It was short and fragmentary, but I think summed up my feelings quite well.
Dead duckling SHOULD NEVER BE SEEN EVER, AND CERTAINLY NOT BY ME. For shame, life. For shame.