Do You Know What Happens When Music Causes Great Joy? You end by…
ing bulbs afire with
face, blowing cauldrons, bubbles
fizzing out your tops.
Love, Medicine, Music, Poems, Poetry, recovery, Shadorma, The Neighbors Hate it When I Come Home, Today Was the Best Day Ever
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#1 by Rob on February 22, 2017 - 6:03 am
This is interesting to be sure
#2 by Carl on February 22, 2017 - 6:59 am
I don’t know how to describe emotions. 🙂
#3 by Rob on February 22, 2017 - 7:28 am
I see. Don’t know what to say to that, really. Perhaps in describing people places and things that will come about naturally?