Monday, October 26, 2009
“If I'm going to sing like someone else, then I don't need to sing at all.”
~ Billie Holiday Arabesque There are days when I can feel the salt spray of the sea sprinkle upon my lips a taste too joyous for tears Or when wind and autumn’s aroma mingle at their own will lifting the air and lifting some more there is no room for melancholy There are days when my laugh is soft...
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