"Oh Clara, Now you're gone, I don't know where to start, you lit up every corner of my heart"
I seem to have spent a dayful of hours using my fingers only to type and my eyes only to pry on pixels. what a waste of useless nailbiting time. I can't help but listen to Alan Pownall over and over.
Sunday
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