j.u.s.t listen, now the whispers are loud.~.~
..everyone has some secrets and some find theirs hidden in others' words. here is what smeared my psyche with aura, my other part-words..
"the road not taken"
"blowing in the wind"
"violin"
"army dreamers"
"how do I love thee"
"elanor rigby"
"imagine"
"yesterday"
"since feeling is first"
"even deeper"
"the fool on the hill"
"thus spoke Zarathustra"
"hurt"
"colors"
"in-center"
"butterfly"
"freeman"
"A fly"
>>X
