The night before the travel.
Down the walls,
Through the lights and ceiling,
Descending from the flat above.
Feeling a bit forlorn.
The day of journey dawned,
Arriving at departures gate.
Dreckly driving off later
Alongside the Thames a river
A stroll out in town
Several counties down.
The start of time away
Among the beauty of some flowers.
Weather grey sun too and showers,
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