I still think of travelling with you to Spain.
Since we've seen the Moors,
we should next travel to Madrid.
Yet because of our estrangement
you'll never know of this desire.
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Sunday, May 3, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
tendencies
I have a tendency toward (false? misdirected?) nostalgia
which often leads to melancholy
Thankfully the low-grade kind.
which often leads to melancholy
Thankfully the low-grade kind.
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