Bright yellow sunshine;
pretty girl, past my window –
why's it not summer?
pretty girl, past my window –
why's it not summer?
posted by Pete Green at
11:00
04 February 2008
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- Name: Pete Green
- Location: Sheffield, United Kingdom
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2 Comments:
A question I sigh to myself nearly every day at this point.
:) I can't wait for holidays in some warm places
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