Music, life, past life, dreams, flowers... you name it. I sit in front of the keyboard and it drips out. Perhaps I shouldn't put my first thoughts. the lateness of the hour brings out the musing.
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Music, life, past life, dreams, flowers... you name it. I sit in front of the keyboard and it drips out. Perhaps I shouldn't put my first thoughts. the lateness of the hour brings out the musing.