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Original Song: Cry at the Sound of Your Name
I’d tell all my friends not to ask me about you ‘Cause I’d cry at the sound of your name Read more
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Valentine to Myself
… without let or hindrance I may defenceless be In one place in this wicked world… Read more
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Ancient Egyptian Formula for the Cocreative Dismissal of Negative Thought
Informed on every level, then, Armed with all which so we saw… Read more
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An Inconvenience
My heavens — what a world if everyone Walked colorful and smiling in the sun! Read more
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