Transport for LondonPoem for the day
WHat He Said
What could my mothe rbe
to yours? What kin is my father
to yours anyway? And how
did you and I meet ever?
our hearts have mingled
like red earth and puring rain.
to yours? What kin is my father
to yours anyway? And how
did you and I meet ever?
- But in love
our hearts have mingled
like red earth and puring rain.
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