Lotte Bender on Old Clare Street
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A place where once desire lines,
Lay, traced across the grass.
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Now our thoughts are hidden,
Beneath concrete, gone are our tracks.
.
– Lotte Bender
Lotte Bender on Old Clare Street
.
A place where once desire lines,
Lay, traced across the grass.
.
Now our thoughts are hidden,
Beneath concrete, gone are our tracks.
.
– Lotte Bender