From Katelios |
January 2009 – June 24, 2009
O, Fleabag, where have you put my shoes?
O, Fleabag, who we hardly knew.
O, Fleabag, even when skies were grey
You brightened up our day;
But, now here in this field you lay
And we will miss you.
May you rest in peace.
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