Ignorance

The excitement, the waiting, the expectations, the fear

It all comes and goes, like the dust in the wind

You don’t know what to expect, it’s like walking blind

Through a garden full of roses, every single one with a thousend knives

writers have no secrets.

Kubrick

It had been a wonderful evening and what I needed now, to give it the perfect ending, was a little of the Ludwig Van.

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And then I melted inside, for the 100th time that day.