"he said an accordian is such a perfect metaphor for love, because you are always opening, and closing, shifting, and getting air, and that's how the music happens"
~sabrina ward harrison
take me on home,
-js
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f a l l i n g f r o m t h e t h i n k i n g t r e e.
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home
JASON!
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me.
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random
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reality bites
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you get so alone at times that it just makes sense
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love warps the mind a little
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letters to a young poet
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well worn paths
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studio
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softlyspoken
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flake
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listen.
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quilt
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ala carte
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sake
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stop whispering start SHOUTING
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wordsneverread
paris in the sPrinGtIme.
paint me a picture without any words
have you seen the eiffel tower ?
throw out the l i n e.
she throws rocks at streetlights
i'm trying to find the words
i'm trying to find the words
she hangs brightly
fade into this
me.
breathing out loud