It’s always a bush party. The smell of Crown, regardless of bag. The river down below. A truck went off, bottom of the bridge, before the mill, before the tracks, they both died. They’d say, before it was coming, it’s hard to believe.
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It’s always a bush party. The smell of Crown, regardless of bag. The river down below. A truck went off, bottom of the bridge, before the mill, before the tracks, they both died. They’d say, before it was coming, it’s hard to believe.
Jim R
I really like the picture.
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underswansea
Thanks!
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Anonymous
Gorgeous shot!
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underswansea
Thanks!
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Julie@frogpondfarm
Wonderful Autumn shot Bob …
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underswansea
Thanks! It’s the best time of year.
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