Sweet and tender hooligan

There is a place.. A place in Hell reserved for me and my friends.. And if ever I wanted to cry, then I will.. Because I can..
19.6.06
5, Cwmdonkin Drive
Dry as a tomb, your coloured lids
Shall not be latched while magic glides
Sage on the earth and sky
There shall be corals in your beds
There shall be serpents in your tides
Till all our sea-faiths die..
(από το Where Once the Waters of your Face, του Dylan Thomas)
to Jeanne and Alan..
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