Australia, where have you gone?
Today in the Herald, Robert Manne, A Year of Eroding Values.
But my respect for Ian Chappell soars.
And Father Brennan to.
But my respect for Ian Chappell soars.
And Father Brennan to.
Charmed by a girl's soft ears, I piled up leaves & burnt them, How innocent her face, In rising smoke I longed to roam, The spiral of those ears, But she clung stiffly to, The tram car strap, Downy hair, Fragrant with leaf smoke - Takahashi
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