Some nights are different than others.
I try and watch them all.
And I try to remember as much as I can about them.
I hope they watch me too.
I’m not sure if it works like that.
Besides, who am I to know,
when knowing so little about
everything is still an awful lot to
think about.
-M. Taggart
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I know. And I think far too much maybe. But when there is so much, how do we stop? I don’t think we ever can!
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poetry is magic
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With the right words it seems anything is possible
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