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Solitude in a treble clef
Solitude in a treble clef AloneAloneThe keyThe soilAnd meAll aloneOnly one key The othersThe familiesFriends of mineThe clubs Nothing to doCome on, I’m doing the right thing.Without the heartThe shoppingAlone in the middle of othersCooking What’s the point if it’s only for meThe house cleaningThis makes you terribly lonely.No messI’ve already tidied up fifteen times.No…
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Broken hearts, broken windows
Broken hearts, broken windows – #Love I’m just back from Paris and I found a miracle there: a clean city and Parisians forcing themselves to be super nice. It was obvious they were making a huge effort to be nice and to speak English; and they did manage and I am even more impressed by…