Are you saying goodbye?
To be free from the body completes the human dream
We are not bound to our bodies – we can live forever
Down the stairs. Down the stairs. Down the stairs. The door closes for the last time.
I want to hold this moment. I want to believe it. I want his love to have enough salt in it to float me. I don’t want to be swimming for my life. I want to trust him. I don’t trust him
humans will be like decayed gentry. We’ll have the glorious mansion called the past that is falling into despair. We’ll have a piece of land that we didn’t look after very well called the planet. And we;ll have some nice clothes and a lot of stories. We’ll be fading aristocracy. we’ll be blanche Dubois in a moth eaten dress. we’ll be Marie Antoinette with no cake
All at once I looked at you and you were gone
Weekenders on our own
Won’t you come by in yellow boat tonight
One of 5. North Yorkshire. Pirate
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