Trees lit up in town,
glowing distant relics of
some ancient Christmas.
glowing distant relics of
some ancient Christmas.
posted by Pete Green at
23:29
31 January 2008
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- Name: Pete Green
- Location: Sheffield, United Kingdom
When I'm not doing these blogs I play music.
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