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sitting watching the landscape through my bedroom window

my closest friend my ability to get drunk a lot was sign f weakness thus another '83

this is about a friends friend , we were sitting in this bedroom waiting - looked out the window this arose from the conversation from the 83 set

I wrote this thirty years ago have just found an old folder of the writing from the summer of 83

written when i was under theinfluence of the Chinese

A recall

this is the third part of a reflection on a day I took in Brighton last September

The idea came from a brass bowl I aw at an EXhiibition at the Fitzwilliam in Cambridge. It had been a concubines that was elevated to a Queen.