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"And far away will be my home, And to grasp this, I don't know And I don't need Further back and forth, a wave will break on me today. And love,... Wish the world could go again with love One cant seem to have enough And war,.... Break the sky and tell me what it's for I'll travel there on my own And love,.... What a different life Had I not found this love with you"
I crave adventure and loathe monotony. I like the sound of stilettos on cobblestone streets. I go on Farina binges to afford my travels. I’m scared of flying. LOVE finally stared back at me. When I was eight I copied the pages of ‘Black Beauty’ onto my notebook and called myself an author; I’m still working hard to rectify that. I got to see Nina Simone perform once. I’m convinced a dominatrix lives upstairs. I’ll permanently leave New York for One reason only. I think Castro died a while ago. I want to hear Pearl Jam cover ‘Four Women.’ I miss someone. A well-played saxophone does things. I hate the sound of other people kissing. I want to learn how to really surf. I don’t find Seinfeld that funny. I think people who wear ‘vintage’ rock t-shirts should be forced to name at least three songs from the band whose logo they’re wearing. I think I was a gypsy in another life. I have more-than-mild OCD. I want to die an old, well-traveled lady amidst the streets of Seville. I’d like to adopt,too. Someone else’s hands help guide me.