Ah, to spend one’s existence, alone on a rooftop. At least some of us notice.
A description that reminded of an old song, “Weathercock”. https://youtu.be/coejvimjUVk
The sun warmed my face. The wind tousled my hair. Your words stirred my imagination… All in all, a very trilling experience. Thank you, O Master Of Literary Forms!! 👍🏆😊
Weathervane – a tiny true story
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thanks so much
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Ah, to spend one’s existence, alone on a rooftop. At least some of us notice.
A description that reminded of an old song, “Weathercock”. https://youtu.be/coejvimjUVk
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thanks for sharing Ray 😊
sometimes I think I look up a little too much
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The sun warmed my face. The wind tousled my hair. Your words stirred my imagination… All in all, a very trilling experience. Thank you, O Master Of Literary Forms!! 👍🏆😊
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thank you my funny friend😁
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