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There’s a place where I can go and tell my secrets to… (Brian Wilson)
There’s a place where I can go and tell my secrets to… (Brian Wilson)
In a room,
a child not yet a teen,
sits full of good vibrations.
The vinyl stolen from parents
crackles with life,
static and promises of a long summer for all.
Surfboards, so alien to this coast of estuary and mudflats,
yet the glow of California dreams and girls perforates his reality.
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Sunday 18th October 2020 8:48 pm
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