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I watch you Pawel; folding cardboard as you say hello to
all
No bankers, no wankers, just you, your friends and trolly
full.
My envy is my downfall as I realise what I want, its simple
- so simple.. you are lucky not to know.
Such beauty all around you, the sun is shining full, the
mellons look so tempting as they sit high on the stall.
Dzień Dobry, Do Widzenia I wish I had more time, to learn
your language, speak to you and simply pass the time.
In Ireland I will think of you every now and then
I'll simply open windows and watch the world again.
Posted: 2023-01-17 18:18:46 UTC

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