Its a cold november...lets make that a cold dark november...hmmm....actually, why? Enough of the dark poetry and the cynicism. I’m going to make it a bright refreshing March. Why March? Cause there’s this madness everywhere...and then there’s the hope...of better days. April might be a bitch but nobody knows yet. Might be the worst summer ever. But in March who can tell and ignorance my friend is bliss...
Ah, "so much depends on the weather....
so is it raining in your bedroom...."
and then blame wandered in...ah blame, you sweet sister of the eternal twins...there is no space between you and your side, will you wander aimlessly or is there some new world order you’re piercing together.
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes.
But seriously, so much depends on the weather. And summers here - that calls for a smiley...don't you think :)
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