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Nov. 12th, 2004 09:55 amSome trumpet-man with a well-wielded mute in his bell is playing "Someone To Watch Over Me" elsewhere in the office. It's a rainy kind of comfort for a rainy kind of day.
Some days, I'm astounded by how much a little love will heal; other days remind me that I can't ease everything.
There're lyrics today, but the computer I'm currently invading doesn't feel like processing in more than one window, so they'll be a later update.
Mm. Many lyrics. May have to be a handful of updates.
Some days, I'm astounded by how much a little love will heal; other days remind me that I can't ease everything.
There're lyrics today, but the computer I'm currently invading doesn't feel like processing in more than one window, so they'll be a later update.
Mm. Many lyrics. May have to be a handful of updates.