Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Post Office Art

Well, I suppose the wallpaper went. I surely didn't. Why do you suppose they write all the sad songs about the rain? Maybe I should start over. With everything. I don't know much but I know more than I did. I know where the beautiful melodies are hidden. That's a start.

Use your love. Waste it, in fact. There's more where that came from.

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