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glorious gittered glamoured by.

and this is not what i wanted at all, a soft spoken diner at midnight asking for a cup of coffee. never in my life really...

enamoured by.

hard feet till twelve thirty, waxed thoughts till two, a waning moon in the cards i can only watch the horizon so much before it disolves into the city streets and parked cars.

disolve dislove; so much for the taken.

unhappiness breeds the best kind of contentment.

settle down and where to begin i don't know....

just sit tight and let me think a moment.

but the breeze billows, and the smile has faded from your face.