All alone now, without a tan fright in sight
Squares on square, sitting down by the riverside on a Monday, other ppl that is
Colonial excursion coming to an end, a whiff of cigarette smoke in the air, not mine
The one quiet patch in the bustling city, kind of like the imbi alley back home, no porridge in sight over here
At least theres still the. Big iconic bank tower, overshadowing me, reminding me where i came from
Who knows where im going to next, but this wont be the last time i enter the lions den, or the dragons head
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Bump.
Just lettin' you know a new blog has rolled into town.
Pop by for a visit if you've gots the time.
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