Tag: labour
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When the boat comes in
Wispy clouds Stetsoned and made alleged Sol’s weathermaking head. The Waker’s air raid alarm was slapped quiet like a mid-century stepson. Many hair-raising trials had he endured, emerging uncured of weakness But to strife inured, shorn of shyness and driven to speak up, to seek; Dad always said life’s bread’s one foot afore th’next, unto…
Alchemisland 