While We Sleep

While We Sleep

  The stale, rancid stench of them lines the sides of the streets,   those who think they know us,   Trying to keep up with the pace, falling back and losing ground.   The city is always alive – buzzing – reeking of them   Their odour mixing too easily with the perfume of […]

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