I'm wandering around by Ann Wood
I'm wandering around the town alone.I'm wandering around, and I don't know where to go.
I wander the deserted streets of Slough and look at the shop windows.
I'm wandering around, and I don't know what to do this Sunday afternoon.
I was wandering aimlessly when it suddenly started to rain.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2020-08-23 at 19:08
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