Music is my longing. What if life were like that? What if I could not pause to write and remember? Or would I learn to sing it, So now I long for where that might take me. |
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All music and memory it becomes. by Stacy Allen
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Music is my longing. What if life were like that? What if I could not pause to write and remember? Or would I learn to sing it, So now I long for where that might take me. |
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Filed under Stacy Allen
Very nice, I love the softness of it.
Wonderful.
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