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I want windows that bulge like a two month paunch ajar, just for air. This makes others warm as amber pink as peonies growing wild on a blond bank of willows. I am white as milk, cold as roots

She scared me in Primark, I was trying to buy some pants 'Did you forget hen? Morvern Callar is mine' Her voice in my ear, thick as eels shook my left lobe, left the silver ringing. She made me think of home,