autumn ends rosy dreams of an effective life the dead, sordid atmosphere time almost coming to a standstill trees barren devoid of their greenness stoically waiting
Reason for writing:
Jan 13, 1985 - Something about D H Lawrences
Lady Chatterley's Lover.......
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