It just came out...without an effort...so I believe its honest..as honest as it gets...
For the randomness that I seek...I find and yet not...so to the randomness that I seek and to the randomness that I find....Here is to you.
I see a day...
some years away
when my hair have turned Grey
My share of sea that I can see
outside my window and the sky
A doorbell rings and I loose the thought
I walk back and open the door
to see you all drenched in the London rain
I let you in and give you a towel
The water dries..and fresh clothes arrive
you drape yourself in and then just stay
I see a day
some years away
when my hair have turned Grey
What say?
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