All I can think of - having read this year's blog posts - is that I am some kind of hybrid literary character .... a melancholic version of Fortherington-Thomas (from How to be Topp singing "Hullo birds, hullo sky" )
meets
Francie from A Tree grows in Brooklyn
meets
???
Any suggestions?
Here is yesterday's dawn. Enjoy.
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I think the closest I can find, for any of us, is this one:
Today you are you,
That is truer than true.
There is no one alive
Who is you're than you.
Thank you, Dr Seuss.
Darn predictive text...that should have read youer not you're. Ruined the moment.. Ah well!
It didn't ruin it at all.
Thank you!
Xx
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