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A new wind is blowing here in London.
I will try and embrace it.

Too much, too much time wasted.
Too many, too many words wasted.

For nothing but delaying my true happiness, if any.

Go on, Anna, wipe the slate clean.

Do not turn the page, just change the book.

Oh relief.

Listen to me very carefully,
I will say it only once.
I am more than glad to leave you alone.

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Unknown said…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jALu4uTn2Ag
19 August 2010 at 18:48
AnnaFullStop said…
Good time for a change

See, the luck I've had

would make a good man

turn bad



So please please please

let me, let me, let me

get what I want

this time



Haven't had a dream in a long time

See, the life I've had

would make a good man bad



So for once in my life

let me get what I want

Lord knows it would be the first time

Lord knows it would be the first time

Thank you Jimmy, James Dean!
19 August 2010 at 19:21
Mo said…
Hope you do.
21 August 2010 at 10:21
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