On a sunny seaside day,
There will be no other place to play.
Brighton I come to you
When things are just too blue
Walk along the boardwalk
And your small whimsy streets.
I know time floats on a hot air balloon
Never caring about the people below.
Note: This post was more of a throwaway. I just wanted to test out my new template layout. Still working on bits and pieces (header graphic, color palette), but I think I got the gist of it.
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