One of the lives i lived was too long. I forgot what i wanted from it and did not leave until it was much too late. One of the lives i lived was too short. I had such good intentions for it but never had a chance to see them through. The life i live now is being negotiated with more care. It starts and ends in these words. It starts and ends in your eyes.
In which a long-time record collector and sometimes poet shares shares vinyl finds, words of worth, and plays keep or cull.
Beautiful
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