But now I'm dry of thoughts, wait for the rain
Then it's replaced, sun setting
And suddenly you're in love with everything
Then it's replaced, sun setting
And suddenly you're in love with everything
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An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy.
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