"And start new when your heart is an empty room."
You play the piano, but you do not speak french, nor have red hair.
Still, should it be any reason for me to be less fond of you?
No, I think not.
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For the muse that never was and for the muse that would visit on occasion. The things we write, wrote and would have written.
2 comments:
Hi Michael (: i thought your blog was dead (again, haha), but looks like its alive again.
and was dead and now somewhat alive again. does it count if i blog only once a month? haha.
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