February dawn,
smoke across the winter sky –
the city's warm breath.
smoke across the winter sky –
the city's warm breath.
posted by Pete Green at
07:24
07 February 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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1 Comments:
My goodness, this is perfectly lovely. I could see the breathe of the city. Wonderful work!
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