Waiting My pen suspended above the page, waiting. But the words don’t come. Share this:EmailTweetLike this:Like Loading... Related
Thanks Arnold. I think i need to write a post about the cold its all i can think about in my writing time… we are breathing out steam inside at the moment! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Is this the Library? 
Well. The words have all time to come to you and vice versa.
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Thanks Arnold. I think i need to write a post about the cold its all i can think about in my writing time… we are breathing out steam inside at the moment!
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