derren1: The breaking dawn.
derren1: No sun for us today.
derren1: I have no focus.
derren1: I dream of autumn.
derren1: The night creeps in.
derren1: Toward
derren1: As autumn falls.
derren1: A relic from a forgotten age.
derren1: Beyond the horizon I wonder.
derren1: tomfoolery in the back garden.
derren1: May our green and pleasant land lay a beautiful death beneath toxicity..
derren1: After J.M.W Turner.
derren1: Lost!
derren1: It's a sunshiny day sunshine girl.
derren1: A forest path.