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December 30, 2014 § Leave a comment

Today I will wear black and it will not become me, it will drain the colour from my skin and deepen the dark shadows around my eyes. You will ride slowly with hundreds of flowers, the scent of freesia and rose, and charity boxes will be emptier for the florist’s craft, and we won’t care today. We will follow bolstered together in pressed suits and shiny shoes, not saying much if anything.

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