Parking Lot Lune Today, and always There is a Waiting emptiness To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: Beleaguered Servant Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant
So we may fill it- how about a farmer’s market or street fair with musicians and artisans stalls. that would be fun. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
So we may fill it- how about a farmer’s market or street fair with musicians and artisans stalls. that would be fun.
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