fairly unfair fares
its all over.
the mind is churning away silently.
cookies and more cookies.
they never taught me how to plan a holiday. boss is loosing it, says take holidays, i have no problems! airlines keep messing with the fares, cheap tricks, expensive, not fair!
posted by Zafar @ 7:41 PM
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When wintry winds are no more heard,
And joy's in every bosom,
When summer sings in every bird,
And shines in every blossom,
When happy twilight hours are long,
Come home, my love, and think no wrong!
Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
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