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Idle moments bring strife to unarriving life
Sometime in a future when the sun is warmer Saturday in the cold doesn't inspire park promenades Pity about the wasted week-end Ricocheting directly into stormy mondays Interior redecorating grows unbearably boring Nothing exciting, except waiting around, thumbs in pockets Great outdoor projects postponed again Hysterics will do nothing to hurry the slowness Excess emotion, impatient finger drumming is no answer Remote control buttons for various screens need replacing Either that or new batteries! Yellow sunshine is still a myth Exit months of cold weather nightmares Tomorrow spring will arrive in our dreams is spring here yet? 23 march, 2006
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