Love is a many splendored thing. Love lifts us up on wings. All you need is love.
And a King Cobra 40 to drown the existence of the past and to fade the memories into oblivion. Mementos can be forced into obscurity - the non-existence of regret because there is nothing there to regret. Eternal darkness of the empty mind.
What was I talking about again?
Inspired simultaneously and erratically by the blog thoughts of both Stanley Lee and Ned Rorem.
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