Friday, 2 January 2015


I want my cave today
My shelter from the storm
I want my little hideaway
Where I can curl up warm

I want away from all the crowds
Even the odd person or two
Sail up high upon the clouds
Be alone, and with a view

I want beauty and I want delight
But life gets in the way
So hide me deep in artificial night
Curled up in my cave today

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