it was not love. it was not folly. i had no name to know it. all i know is that at one certain instant, you held my earth, you held my sky...
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these are musings of the selfish kind.
" You don't have to say anything, you don't have to do anything. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you Steve? You just have to put your lips together and blow". Lauren Bacall, To Have and To Hold
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