Poems / Thoughts
I headed downstairs today with a bin bag of rubbish. There are eight large,blue bins outside the apartment block for residents to use. As I opened the lid to throw the bag in I nearly jumped out of my less-than-pale skin at the sight that greeted me. There, looking dazed, confused and on the brink of terror was a dishevelled man in his late twenties. He had...
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