Posted by D. James on 26 March 2007
Water for washing
Water for rain
Where does it
all come from?
And why am
I never able
to stay clean?
(D. James)
This entry was posted on 26 March 2007 at 4:09 am and is filed under art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing.
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