I am made of memories. That is the one thing the Gods can not take away. For where ever I may wander, whomever I may meet, It's to here I though I would always, always return. But no Soul waits forever, For spring has sprung once more and even loyal souls grow tired. - Stumbled across these dreamy magnolias on the Strand last week! #london #mooddujour #stmarylestrand #magnolia #spring #pinkswoon #strand #neobaroque #architecture #palladian #18thcentury #poetofinstagram #poet #words #mylifeinwriting #littlestoriesofmylife #instapoet #love #lifegoeson #nofilter
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