Birds, tea Horses, and the seaYou liked cars, we saw starsThese are the things I rememberYou travelled, to unravelShe was walking aloneWe never got very farTalking about homeBut most of the timeWe got on just fineWittering under the willow treeWhat's in the wheelbarrow?You sailed away...The 'wrong' way around the world What's the right way to… Continue reading Love International
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