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The choice you’re making. The moment’s decision. The imperfection clutching on to your being. Who cares? We’re all flawed. The song you sing badly in ...
That's how I feel when I'm wearing it. Velvet brings a warm embrace, a cosy feeling, a way to recapture my identity and a sweet ...
Tonight it's just us here Watching an old rerun Of a detective movie With trench coats and cool hats The jazz night is my favourite Listening to those cats, Sipping strawberry cocktails, Savour our whispered chats. My definition of a perfect ...
You wouldn't say dance when you think of this month. Maybe, with a little effort, you could name the dance of rusty leaves. I've even ...