At the Art Centre last week I found a car…
A window…
And I also found a clock.
Every few minutes the man in the clock rubbed out the hands, and drew them in at the right time. I wonder if he got sick of it?
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At the Art Centre last week I found a car…
A window…
And I also found a clock.
Every few minutes the man in the clock rubbed out the hands, and drew them in at the right time. I wonder if he got sick of it?
Musings from the cold 
I see what you’re doing here! 🙂
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