An Impossible View.

I left paradise.  I didn’t bring any baggage with me, I left it all there.  You followed me, I hope. Regardless I’m in the desert now. My lips are parched…

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Jazz and Tragedy

  It was a summer night in the city. I should have gone home, but the mood was just too much. I caught the fever. Something about the hymns from…

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