After Hope's funeral, Brian tossed a tiny flower into a half full glass of liquor with the words, "Forget me not."
Hollah! Mada'in Saleh
7 years ago
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Song Streams
"Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude
rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music
that will melt the stars."
Gustave Flubert
Choral Voices
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I like the juxtaposition of the fieros roaring to life, before death's entry today.
My circle of life analogy would involve a river headed north, with access roads for fieros. The lucky few fall asleep at stoplights, never having to wake to a new day.
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