I was thinking about my times. How many time I've given myself during last weeks, or best said, during last year. I recognize I can't be so witty as I'd want to. Why? My only possible answer is I mighta no to be alone, but when I've company... all get worse.
Is it a rechnicolour dreams as Sondre Lerche sings?
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