What do you do when a hopeful dream begins to fray and leaves you wanting more than all the things that thrill heart-warming, precious moments that may not overspill beyond the passing of another, special day. So drink to life as if it has a happy end share it even if it were not yours to share and then, if you don’t have enough of it to spare of fortune’s favours to reach out to a special friend ... Sing riffle, ruffle, shuffle, muffle and divide bobble, bubble, babble, rabble, don’t be terse ripple, topple, tipple and tumble into verse ... a place where harmony and dissonance collide. The air now full of music, of tales that soon unfold the gasping tortured spirits, grasping at their last soul raking and heart breaking tales of one life past and stories that would otherwise ... remain untold. Then how do we narrate the things that burst the soul these uncontainable urges, are they all for you or are they all for me, or both? So what’s to do ... let’s dance together, do all the things that make us whole.
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