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All I Want For Christmas Is You… To Stop Being On My Mind
Last Christmas, I thought about you, briefly, as I put away the shopping and spotted your favourite after dinner treat in the cupboard, at the insistence of the company I was expecting. Nothing to do with you, no reason to think of you, but down the rabbit hole I wandered. Down the depths I slipped…
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Well, It’s Over
Well, it’s over.I spoke to her,or to be more specific,she spoke to me.I guess I’m giving into this.The world is on fire and I am blissfully breaking all of my own boundaries,because there is this rush,this buzz when I’m beside her,talking about the music she likes,what she did over the summer,and I am sitting on…