"Words are flying out like
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me" -Beatles
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1 comment:
I love it. Bart and I have been reminiscing over the High School students in Bastille protesting over the difficulty of their exams. Silly Pierre.
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