Stockport town is upside down

Blue skies, regret for the river that was

I caught your cobble-stones with conviction

Voices from the youth skimming across the waters

Love is underfoot, under wet sand

Throw stones at the past; take care of the present; enjoy a future.

Red streaks blurring wistful meanderings

Lose yourself in the labyrinthine city

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