Covid revisited . Sea of waking dreams and fever-induced phantoms sleepless soaking nights . by Scooj I stole the first line from the poem ‘I am’ by John Clare. Rate this:Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Published by scooj I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order. View all posts by scooj
Is it revisiting you?
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Unfortunately. Flattened.
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Feel better soon Scooj!
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Poor beggar, I hope it leaves 🔜 .
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Thank you.
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hope it goes soon
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Thank you, over the worst I think.
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Feel better soon.
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Thank you kindly, I’m on the mend.
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