I listened to it, twice
and liked it... or had no opinion.
Maybe I loved it,
so much that it sits by the night stand
unused...
unheard of apart from a passing glance.
Is this how my life is played?
Twice, with too much else to focus on?
unused...
unheard of apart from the passing glance.
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