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Sunday, 17 April 2016
Maybe its a tab bit late, but I think I'll give NaPoWriMo a try this year.
Old is gold, like a silly joke
At the end of all things old, scraping for the leftovers,
a window of opportunity- to save or not to?
A place with no space, why hold on to bygones,
urbanization observing nostalgia will do.
Great things made by hand, pictures only proof,
Children will forget,
old is gold? What a silly joke, they’ll say.