Maybe we can start anew. . .
Maybe we can start again. . .
I'll tell you my name, and you'll tell me yours.
I'll tell the game, and you'll tell me the curse.
We'll be even; we'll be plain.
We'll be together; we'll be insane.
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I love hopeful perspectives. I love the genuine realism of hope captured... I love your "insanity." Dance on my sweet...dance on...
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