I stood a long time watching the raindrops strike the brickwork in absolute silence then fade in the warmth and the wind.
How often do you write something like this and then later regret trying to put it in a place where it fits but loses something vital?
Hi hofnfoh. This actually came out of something else. But: rarely. I’m always interested in the result of a change of relations or context; but I’m also quite careful about what goes where, or if it goes anywhere at all.
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