Streets of London
streets of London
filled with endless memories
timeless in every sense
as the clock of the Big Ben
strikes ten thirty pm
filled with endless memories
timeless in every sense
as the clock of the Big Ben
strikes ten thirty pm
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| DrieGeetjes: | Dinsdag, oktober 14, 2014 23:04 |
| London. The city that never sleeps. Klein maar fijn, Lucien. :) |
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| Auteur: Lucien Rene Odekerken | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Brenda | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 oktober 2014 | ||
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