December 18, 2008
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Flying
By Ric Jo in Devaneios, Friends

“I’ll sing of the walls of the well
And the house at the top of the hill
I’ll sing of the bottles of wine
That we left on our old windowsill
I’ll sing of the usual spin
Getting sadder and older, oh love…”
in Cliquot, The Flying Club Cup – Beirut
I´ll be moving to my other home for a few weeks, now. I’ll be far, far away, but will still pop round to share some things with you. À bientôt.
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