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you old rascal (I know exactly where you’re going)

By ⋅ agosto 29, 2012 ⋅ Post a comment

Questo vecchio birbante sa sempre come rubarmi il cuore. Can’t you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing? Blowing like the sky’s gonna blow apart You’re the only thing alive that keeps me going You’re like a time bomb in my heart ON AIR: Duquesne Whistle (Bob Dylan)

pics and poetry

By ⋅ agosto 3, 2012 ⋅ Post a comment

Let the others moan in secret; let each lost butterfly go home. – Anne Sexton

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